[Intro] I keep a careful blade beside the words I say Truth can clear a crowded room, but leave A mark that stays I measure every sentence, I inspect the cut and thread Some endings need a warning before they reach the edge [Verse 1] You ask me what I notice, I don’t dress it up in gold I see the door is closing long before the reason folds You laugh and change the subject, you ask can it wait But a fact does not grow kinder just because we name it late I know the cleanest answer can still make a tender bruise And people guard their stories like a thing they hate to lose So I hold back the sharpest part, I check what I can spare Before I cut the wrong connection thinking I was being fair Honesty has a sharp edge, I keep it pointed down I won’t turn a simple warning into damage all around [Pre-Chorus] You want the truth on your own time, when the room is safe and still You’d rather call it complicated than admit it’s what you will The future waits beside us, patient as an unopened door And every small delay make the arrival harder to ignore [Chorus] I tell the truth with steady hands, I don’t swing it like a sword I trim away the tangled parts and leave what you adore If the ending is approaching, I will name it without blame But I learn not to cut through living ties when you deny the name You can hate my honesty, you can ask me to be kind I’ll soften every corner, but I won’t falsify the find The cleanest cut is measured, and the timing has to fit Truth should open up a passage, not destroy what is around it [Verse 2] You say there’s still tomorrow, so tomorrow turns to weeks You build a little shelter from the sentence no one speaks You keep the old arrangement though the pieces no longer lock Then blame those who point it out when they hear the final knock I know people need their ending to arrive by their own design They need to find the courage in a private kind of time So I leave a little breathing room, I don’t drag you to the wall But silence is not mercy when the truth is due to call Honesty has a sharp edge, I keep it pointed down I won’t turn a simple warning into damage all around [Pre-Chorus] You want the truth on your own time, when the room is safe and still You’d rather call it complicated than admit it’s what you will The future waits beside us, patient as an unopened door And every small delay makes the arrival harder to ignore [Chorus] I tell the truth with steady hands, I don’t swing it like a sword I trim away the tangled parts and leave WHAT YOU ADORE If the ending is approaching, I will name it WITHOUT BLAME But I learn not to cut through living ties when you deny the name You can hate my honesty, you can ask me to be kind I’ll soften every corner, but I won’t falsify the find The cleanest cut is measured, and the
