Long Sleeves in July Verse 1 Long sleeves in July, said I was cold again, Covered up the purple like it never happened then. Mirror knew the truth that I could never say, Learned to hide the evidence and smile it all away. Every “I’m okay” was another little lie, Everybody bought it when they looked me in the eyes. You said love was painful, I believed you for a while… Till I stopped recognizing my own smile. Pre-Chorus The bruises faded from my skin… But never from my mind. Some scars don’t disappear… They just learn how to hide. Chorus You can’t see the scars beneath my soul, The ones that never healed, the ones that stole… Every piece of who I used to be, Till I forgot the girl inside of me. I wore your fingerprints like they were mine, Covered up the bruises one more time. The world saw makeup… they never saw the pain. I’m still learning how to love myself again. Verse 2 I got so good at making excuses, “Walked into a door,” “Just being stupid.” Nobody questioned all the tears I’d hide, ’Cause I kept convincing them that I was fine. You apologized with flowers every time, Promises that disappeared overnight. I kept hoping love would finally change your hands… Instead, I learned to fear them. Verse 3 The first night sleeping without fear felt strange, Silence echoed louder than the screaming every day. I flinched when kindness reached for my hand, ’Cause I forgot what safe love felt like again. Now every scar reminds me where I’ve been, Not of who I was—but how I chose to live. I’m finally meeting the woman in the mirror… She’s stronger than the girl who disappeared. Bridge If you’re hiding bruises under your clothes… If you’re scared that nobody knows… Please hear me now… you’re not alone. Love should never leave you broken. One step at a time, one breath at a time, Your heart still deserves a peaceful life. The hardest thing you’ll ever do Might be choosing you. Final Chorus You can’t see the scars beneath my soul, But every day I’m taking back control. These broken pieces still belong to me… And I’m becoming who I’m meant to be. My story didn’t end with all that pain, I found my voice, I broke the chains. The bruises disappeared… but I remain. And I’ll never call that love again. Outro So if you see me wearing short sleeves now… Know it took a thousand tears somehow. These arms don’t carry shame anymore… Only proof that I survived the war.
