Never Misses a Beat

Verse 1 I lit a candle in the rain, watched it fight to stay alive. Told myself the clouds would break, that I’d make it through the night. But every time I lift my head, every time I start to breathe, something’s standing in the doorway with its hand outstretched to me. Pre-Chorus I’ve been praying with both eyes open, waiting for the floor to leave. Hope feels like a glass-house promise cracking underneath my feet. Verse 2 I planted flowers in the ashes, called it faith, called it growth. But the roots keep finding thunder in the places I need hope. I’ve smiled through the warning signs, laughed so I don’t fall apart. But trouble knows my address, and it knocks just after dark. Pre-Chorus I’m tired of being brave for nothing, tired of making peace with pain. Every silver lining finds me just to rust inside my hands again. Chorus The devil never misses a beat with me, soon as I dance, he changes the key. I reach for the light, he pulls the string, turns hallelujah into suffering. Every time I say, “Maybe this is my season,” the sky breaks open for another reason. I keep believing, but it cuts so deep — the devil never misses a beat with me. Bridge But maybe I’m still standing because he’s never seen me crawl. Maybe all this breaking means I’m harder than I thought. He can shake the windows, he can bruise the floor, but I’ve survived his rhythm a thousand times before. Final Chorus The devil never misses a beat with me, but I’m still here, still on my feet. He changed the song, I learned the key, made my own choir out of misery. Every time he thought that I was finished, I rose up louder from the wreckage. I’m still believing, even when it bleeds — the devil never misses a beat, but he still can’t out-sing me. Outro No, he still can’t out-sing me. Not after everything. The devil never misses a beat… but neither do I when I’m healing.