Some things crack under pressure… some things cure harder (low harmony) harder… [Verse 1] I used to bruise easy back when my hands stayed clean back before late notices and all the in-between Now it’s steel-toed mornings tax lines / hotel keys learning how to carry weight without dropping to my knees I know people built like glass now light shines through every break and I know people framed in concrete holding more than they can take [Pre-Chorus] Every hard conversation every goodbye door every night staring at ceilings wondering what all this is for (low harmony echo) what all this is for… [HOOK] I used to bruise easy now I carry load learned how to smile through concrete curing slow every scar reinforced me every goodbye set steel some hard things break a person some hard things make them real (low harmony) make them real… [Verse 2] Interest piling quietly like water in the walls little stress fractures spreading through lives that still look tall Everybody’s balancing ledgers trying not to lose the light paying for the roof above them with pieces of themselves at night Some hearts stay unfinished scaffolding for years some people paint over damage instead of letting others near [Pre-Chorus] Every hard season every shifting floor every dream bent sideways still asking to be more (low harmony echo) asking to be more… [HOOK] I used to bruise easy now I carry load learned how to smile through concrete curing slow every scar reinforced me every goodbye set steel some hard things break a person some hard things make them real [Bridge] Maybe strength ain't hardness maybe strength bends too maybe real foundations still let the rain pass through (close harmony rise) 'Cause even skyscrapers sway some when the weather turns severe and the strongest things around us still need somebody near [Final Hook — Lift] I used to bruise easy thank God maybe I still do means there’s still something human breaking clean through the roof every scar reinforced me every long road set steel some hard things break a person some hard things teach them feel [Outro] (low harmony) Concrete curing slow… concrete curing slow…
