Verse 1 She walks in like a siren in the middle of the dark, makes a little heaven out of every broken part. Laughs like lightning, talks like prophecy, turns a bad dream into mythology. Everybody sees the fire, nobody sees the cost, how she makes a crown of everything she thought she lost. Gold in the ashes, art in the scars, she turns pain, pain into sparks. Pre-Chorus She goes high, low, heaven then the deep end, hard to hold, hard to leave, hard to pretend. When the world gets cold, she lights it in the dark. Chorus She turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks, lights up the night when it all falls apart. Half broken halo, half runaway heart, she turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks. Nobody knows, knows, knows how much it takes to glow, glow, glow. She makes a fire when the world goes dark. She turns pain into sparks. Verse 2 She wants to be seen, not touched and erased, not loved like a mask, not held in a frame. She can feel a fake from a mile away, so she tests every word, every look, every face. She makes big feelings look dangerous and bright, keeps a whole cathedral hidden out of sight. Grace in the damage, stars in the scars, she turns pain, pain into sparks. Pre-Chorus She goes high, low, heaven then the deep end, hard to hold, hard to leave, hard to pretend. When the world gets cold, she lights it in the dark. Chorus She turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks, lights up the night when it all falls apart. Half broken halo, half runaway heart, she turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks. Nobody knows, knows, knows how much it takes to glow, glow, glow. She makes a fire when the world goes dark. She turns pain into sparks. Post-Chorus Sparks, sparks, sparks, pain into sparks. Sparks, sparks, sparks, pain into sparks. Bridge Too much for the small talk, too real for the game, too wild to be quiet, too alive to be tame. What they call chaos might just be survival, what they call drama might be sacred revival. She’s not just burning, she’s making a mark, making a life, making art from the dark. Final Chorus She turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks, lights up the night when it all falls apart. Half broken halo, half runaway heart, she turns pain into sparks, sparks, sparks. Nobody knows, knows, knows how much it takes to glow, glow, glow. She makes a fire when the world goes dark. She turns pain into sparks. Outro Sparks, sparks, sparks, pain into sparks. Sparks, sparks, sparks, she turns pain into sparks.
