Somehow You’re Bleeding

Verse 1 You raise your voice, I raise a boundary You cross the line, I name what I can see I tell you what it did, you tell me what I meant By the time you're done rewriting I'm the one who must repent I bring the moment back, you pull it out of frame Turn consequence to cruelty, caution into blame I say, “This is what you did, objectively" You say, “How could you think that of me?” Pre-Chorus Round and round, meaning becomes covert, Truth gets lost and you get hurt. I start certain, I leave confused You become wounded I become accused Chorus You cut me open Somehow you're bleeding I say I'm hurting Somehow you're grieving I draw a line You call it an attack I tell you why I walked away You drag me right back And round we go Till I forget what started it Your pain becomes the evidence That I must answer for all of it You hurt me And make my reaction the crime You cut me open Then somehow You're bleeding every time Verse 2 You don't deny the words you said You just change what they should mean Pull the cause out of the story Keep the aftermath pristine "Don't talk about my behaviour We're talking about what you said" As though the branch fell from the sky With no tree overhead So I explain it once Then twice Then ten times more You move the question half an inch And march me through the door Every answer births another claim Every ending starts again And I am pleading facts with dread, To a court that lives inside your head Pre-Chorus Round and round, every sentence gets renamed Every sentence needs defending I start angry, I leave ashamed You become wounded I am once again the blamed Chorus You cut me open Somehow you're bleeding I say I'm hurting Somehow you're grieving I draw a line You call it an attack I tell you why I walked away You drag me right back And round we go Till I forget what started it Your pain becomes the evidence That I must answer for all of it You hurt me I react You make my reaction the crime You cut me open Then somehow You're bleeding every time Bridge I'm not explaining it again. I'm not polishing my pain Until it's gentle in your hands. I'm not apologising For the boundary that I drew When the boundary only existed Because of something done by you. You can hate what it means. You can hate what it cost. You can mourn what you wanted. You can grieve what you lost. But your hurt doesn't travel backwards And unmake what came before. Your feelings don't erase scores Your heartbreak isn't proof That mine was never yours. Breakdown: You did it. I named it. You hated the name. You reframed it. I answered. You changed it again. You broke it. I guarded it. You called me unkind. And somehow, somehow The wound became yours And the guilt became mine. Final Chorus You cut me open I won't call you bleeding I know what happened I know what I'm seeing I drew a line You called it an attack But I don't owe you my surrender Just to give your comfort back No more round and round No more arguing what started it No more turning your remorse Into a trial where I'm the defendant You hurt me I reacted I won't make my reaction the crime You cut me open And I won't carry All Your bleeding Until I am on my knees pleading. Outro: You can tell yourself your version. You can make me cruel inside your mind. But I don't have to enter every courtroom You make for my defence to find. The circle only keeps on turning While I keep stepping back inside. So keep the argument. I'm leaving the circle behind.