[Verse 1 — low female alto, intimate, restrained, slightly gritty] Cold coffee, quarter to ten, You tell me to settle down again. Same four walls, same worn-out floor, I leave my keys beside the door. You like me best when I bite my tongue, Smile real nice and play real dumb. I've been good for way too long— Turn it up till the lights come on. [Pre-Chorus — build tension, firmer delivery, stay in the lower register] There's a crack in the ceiling, There's a shake in my hands. I've got a bad, bad feeling I'm done with your plans. [Chorus — punchy and defiant, strong chest voice, clipped rhythmic phrasing, no high belting] I'm a live wire, I've been wound too tight. I'm a live wire— Try to shut me down tonight. Kill the power, cut the lights, I'll keep you up all night. I'm a live wire, And I'm coming back to life. [Verse 2 — low register, more bite and confidence] You talk big in a quiet room, Tell me what I can and can't do. I wore myself out chasing your praise, You found new faults, I found new ways. Now your friends say I've lost my head. I finally meant every word I said. Let them talk till their mouths run dry— I've got better ways to spend my time. [Pre-Chorus — build intensity, stay grounded] Pre-Chorus There's a crack in the ceiling, There's a shake in my hands. I've got a good, good feeling You don't understand. [Chorus — fuller delivery, controlled grit] I'm a live wire, I've been wound too tight. I'm a live wire— Try to shut me down tonight. Kill the power, cut the lights, I'll keep you up all night. I'm a live wire, And I'm coming back to life. [Bridge — pull back vocally, close and dark, gradually build intensity] Maybe I shake. Maybe I shout. Maybe you hate How it all came out. I won't take it back To make you feel right. You can call it a breakdown— I'm calling it mine. [Guitar Solo — no vocals] [Final Chorus — strongest delivery, low chest voice, subtle low vocal doubles] I'm a live wire, I've been wound too tight. I'm a live wire— Try to shut me down tonight. [Outro — low, deliberate, let the last phrase trail off] Coming back to life. Coming back to life. You won't get much sleep tonight.
