LIKE LAVENDER Verse 1 I don’t bruise where you think I do, it’s quieter than that. A slammed door doesn’t scare me half as much as promises said too fast. I’ve learned the shape of almost-love, the weight of a careless tongue. So if you’re here, be here gently— I’m not fragile, I’m just done being the strong one. Pre-Chorus You don’t have to save my life. God knows enough people tried. Just sit beside the wreckage without asking where it died. Chorus If you’re gonna touch me, touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Nothing sharp, nothing that leaves a scar to remember. If you’re gonna love me, learn me before you claim me. I’ve been handled. I’ve been hurried. I’ve been holy water worried. Touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Verse 2 I don’t need fireworks right now. I need somebody who stays. Somebody who reads the room before they try to read my face. There’s a difference between desire and knowing how to remain. I’ve been wanted like a trophy, never loved enough to carry the weight. And every “forever” sounded gorgeous right before it disappeared. Funny how some people worship you until you start looking human. Pre-Chorus You don’t have to fix a thing. The cracks already let light through. Just don’t turn my tenderness into something convenient for you. Chorus If you’re gonna touch me, touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Nothing sharp, nothing that leaves a scar to remember. If you’re gonna love me, learn me before you claim me. I’ve been handled. I’ve been hurried. I’ve been holy water worried. Touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Bridge Not every wound wants stitches. Not every silence is fear. Sometimes healing looks like someone staying when there’s nothing dramatic to hear. No rescue. No grand gesture. Just your hand finding mine without trying to own it. Final Chorus If you’re gonna touch me, touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Soft enough to trust, strong enough to last forever. If you’re gonna love me, love me like a living thing— not a project, not a prayer, not a tragedy to sing. Touch me like lavender. Lavender. Lavender. Some things bloom because they’re handled carefully. Outro The world taught me that love was supposed to leave a mark. You taught me lavender doesn’t. Lavender. Lavender.
