I’m glad you loved me first
You’ve seen days, years when I cussed the man in the mirror out
Cut him to teach lessons yeah I wasn’t sure if I understood myself
Looked down to see what happened, voice filled with accusations
Shaking my head defeated without any good within.
Glad you’ve bought me from burning red terror
God, it was breathing strong exhaling in my face
Wore resistance out with vanity, uppercuts when I felt safe
Oh but you love, adored me when I came to you
Finally trusting compassion healed my wounds
Now I bring others in as I can relate with feeling worthless self-pity weights
Keeping any momentum behind locked gates I’m glad you loved me first I was filled with hate.