[Verse 1] Don’t romanticize it. Itemize the hours. Every proof I gave just to feel less like a coward. Quiet rooms. Rewound laughs. A key left in the room. A fall I got up from with the doubt in my mouth. I don’t want it back. I just want it named. What it took to let another hand stay. [Pre-Chorus] List it. Don’t dress it up. If we building forward, we count the stuff. [Chorus] What it took was sleep I never got back. What it took was trusting a vow that wouldn’t last. What it took was standing when the floor went thin. What it took was asking the cost, then letting you in. I don’t want the past undone. I want the receipt where the light can touch. [Verse 2] It took the nights I checked the lock from the hall. It took the mornings I still came home at all. It took not calling every kind hand a trick. It took letting you hold me when I still felt sick. Broken vow on one side. Open door on the next. What it took was keeping both and choosing the rest. [Rap] Hours proving I was safe. Hours learning I was used. Hours getting off the line with my faith fully refused. Then a grip that didn’t pack when I turned my face. That’s the line I had to bleed to even say. What it took ain’t pretty. It’s a tally, not a speech. I survived the wrong love, now it’s living in the deep. [Chorus] What it took was sleep I never got back. What it took was trusting a vow that wouldn’t last. What it took was standing when the floor went thin. What it took was asking the cost, then letting you in. I don’t want the past undone. I want the receipt where the light can touch. [Outro] List it. Don’t dress it up. Just stating what it took.
