Verse 1

I know the shape my anger takes

The slammed door, the words I can't unsay

I turn each failure into proof

That there's no good left to rescue

Pre-Chorus

But I can name the wreckage now

And naming it is not a vow

To stay the same, to feed the flame

I have to face what bears my name

Chorus

I hate the way I learned to hurt

The ones who reached for me first

But I won't make that hate my home

I'll pull these rooms apart stone by stone

If I can break what I became

I can begin to change