From the recording Become Her First
Lyrics
The moment you start begging someone to love you,
you have already abandoned yourself.
And I am done leaving myself
for people who never even came looking.
I used to wait by a silent phone
Turning cold excuses into gold
I read between the lines they never wrote
And called it love when it was just a ghost
I made a home out of almost there
Dressed up crumbs like they were care
I gave my softness to empty hands
And wondered why I could barely stand
But something broke, and something woke
In the middle of the ache
I heard my own heart whisper low
How much more will you take?
I wiped the tears, I locked the door
I’m not that woman anymore
No more begging for love
No more begging for time
No more making a prison
Out of someone crossing lines
I won’t plead for a seat
At a table I could burn
I won’t cry for a lesson
I already had to learn
No more begging
No more bleeding
For someone half-returning
I used to shrink just to fit their mood
Swallowed the truth so I’d still be chosen
Smiled while my spirit was black and bruised
Held my breath just to keep doors open
But love doesn’t ask you to disappear
It doesn’t feed on your deepest fear
It doesn’t make you prove your soul
To someone committed to staying cold
And now I know, and now I see
The cost of being blind
I lost myself in loving them
But I came back to my mind
I kissed the girl I left behind
And told her, We survived.
No more begging for love
No more begging for time
No more making a prison
Out of someone crossing lines
I won’t plead for a seat
At a table I could burn
I won’t cry for a lesson
I already had to learn
No more begging
No more bleeding
For someone half-returning
I choose me now
I choose peace now
I choose silence over shame
I choose me now
I choose truth now
I don’t answer to that name
You don’t miss them.
You miss the version of them you created
so survival would feel romantic.
You don’t need closure.
You need standards.
You need to stop turning neglect
into a spiritual lesson.
I buried the fantasy
Under the floor
I won’t decorate denial
And call it something pure
I wanted devotion
They gave me delay
I wanted a kingdom
They gave me a hallway
So I walked
So I rose
So I left them with the ghost
No more begging for love
No more begging for time
No more making a prison
Out of someone crossing lines
I won’t plead for a seat
At a table I could burn
I won’t cry for a lesson
I already had to learn
No more begging
No more bleeding
No more waiting at the door
No more begging
No more breaking
I am worth so much more
I did not lose love.
I lost the habit of abandoning myself
and calling it loyalty.
No more begging
No more bleeding
I choose me now

