[Verse 1] I wore my past like a medal Cheap tin shining in the sun Told the same three stories Till the stories came undone I was loud about my glories Didn’t know they’d turned to rust I was dancing on a pedestal Built on dust
[Chorus] All of my courage was borrowed All of my bragging was tired My triumphs They were over But I kept them dressed in fire All of the things I never owned I swore were carved in stone While the real me Shook in the dark alone
[Verse 2] Kept the worst parts in the basement Boxed and buried under stairs Names and nights and near-misses I pretended weren’t there Every almost Every fracture Every promise that I bent Sat there ticking like a secret I refused to represent
[Chorus] All of my courage was borrowed All of my bragging was tired My triumphs They were over But I kept them dressed in fire All of the things I never owned I swore were carved in stone While the real me Shook in the dark alone
[Bridge] I called it strength When I turned my head Looked away from the mess Right under my bed Little bit coward Little bit wild I was hiding like a criminal And posing like a child
[Chorus] All of my courage was borrowed All of my bragging was tired My triumphs They were over But I kept them dressed in fire All of the cracks I tried to hide Are the map back to my home Now the real me Steps from the dark alone
Style of Music
Intimate folk-pop ballad with male vocals, close-miked and breathy. Fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft piano undercurrent, brushed snare creeping in by the first chorus. Verse stays hushed and confessional; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and warm bass. Subtle strings enter in the second half, lifting the emotional stakes before a stripped final line on solo vocal and guitar., lyrical