[Verse 1] Yeah, it's another song about how I'm struggling mentally, Grew up learning how to fix everyone except... me. I didn’t pick this life, it wasn't just one night. If pain made me a poet, then the pen is my confession, But God, I’m runnin’ out of ink and this song's far from perfection. [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, I locked my feelings in a room — I broke the key. Yeah, I hate how I'm feeling— sorry for me. [Chorus] If the only thing they know about me Is everything that broke me, Then please — Bury that story with me. If the only thing they ever want to see Is the damage that still lives in me, Then please — Bury that story with me. [Verse 2] Am i scared of getting better? I say i just need a chance, But life keeps writing eulogies before I finish the dance. I’ve been talkin’ to my trauma like an old best friend, “Guess it’s you and me again, huh?” — we know how this ends. Got a closet full of monsters that I named after fears, A notebook full of moments that bled into years. They love the pain, but not the person when they feel it, They want the breakdown, not the hurt that feeds it. They want the movie ending but real, They want the scar, but never the way it had to feel [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, I locked my feelings in a room — I broke the key. Yeah, I hate how I'm feeling— sorry for me. [Chorus] If the only thing they know about me Is everything that broke me, Then please — Bury that story with me. If the only thing they ever want to see Is the damage that still lives in me, Then please — Bury that story with me. [Bridge] I’m not a headline, I’m not a tragedy. I'm the high tide that eats the shoreline, I hide what used to be. I’m not a headline, I’m not a tragedy. I'm the high tide that eats the shoreline, I hide what used to be. [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, I locked my feelings in a room — I broke the key. Yeah, I hate how I'm feeling— sorry for me. [Chorus] If the only thing they know about me Is everything that broke me, Then please — Bury that story with me. If the only thing they ever want to see Is the damage that still lives in me, Then please — Bury that story with me.

High tide