

Yeah…
I tell everybody that I’m good…
But nobody knows…
Nobody knows what goes on in my head…
I wake up every morning with a weight on my chest,
Smile for the world like I’m doing my best,
They ask, “You alright?” — I say,
“Yeah, I’m blessed,”
But I’m fighting with myself when I lay down to rest.
I’ve got words in my head that I never say,
Dark thoughts in the night that won’t go away,
I laugh with my brothers,
I joke through the pain,
Then I get home alone and I’m breaking again.
And I don’t wanna tell them I’m falling apart,
‘Cause a man gets told that he’s gotta be hard,
So I hide every tear and I cover my scars,
While I’m screaming for help but I’m talking in bars.
Maybe I don’t need to be strong all the time…
Maybe it’s okay if I say I’m not fine… I’ve been carrying
this weight for so long…
Nobody knows,
nobody knows,
What goes on when the lights get low,
I say I’m fine but my eyes say no,
I’m losing myself but I won’t let go.
Nobody knows,
nobody knows,
All of the pain that I never show,
If you’re hurting too,
then you’re not alone,
Put your hand on your heart — you’re coming home.
(Nobody knows…) (No, no,
nobody knows…) (You’re not alone…)
I’ve been fighting battles that nobody sees,
Trying to be everything everybody needs,
Putting everybody else before me,
While I’m slowly drowning underneath the sea.
I don’t wanna be the strongest in the room,
I just wanna feel like I can breathe again soon,
I’ve been hiding my feelings behind every tune,
Writing all my pain underneath every boom.
And if you’re that guy sitting alone in the dark,
Thinking nobody cares and you’ve fallen too far,
I promise there’s still a light somewhere in your heart,
You don’t have to carry every piece of it hard.
If I cry…
let me cry…
If I’m hurt…
let me say why… I don’t need to hide behind this smile
anymore…
(You don’t have to hide…)
Nobody knows,
nobody knows,
What goes on when the lights get low,
I say I’m fine but my eyes say no,
I’m losing myself but I won’t let go.
Nobody knows,
nobody knows,
All of the pain that I never show,
But if you’re hurting too,
then you’re not alone,
We’re gonna make it through — We’re gonna make it home.
(Not alone…
not alone…)
Maybe being a man ain’t about never crying…
Maybe it’s about admitting when you’re hurting…
I don’t know…
But tonight…
I’m still here.