(Verse 1) She stands in the middle of the room, lights dancing on her skin, she laughs, loud, just like everyone else. She plays her part perfectly, the one who is always strong, the one who never looks sad. No one guesses that every smile burns. (Verse 2) She walks home through the cold night, music still ringing in her ears, but the feeling has already died. The door slams shut, and with it her mask falls. The smile stays on the floor, broken like glass. (Chorus) She sits on the floor, between the dress and the makeup, and she cries, finally she cries. No audience, no friends, only her and her silence. And high above the city the sky feels close enough to whisper: “You can let go, if you want to.” (Verse 3) She stands at the window, the city sleeping under her, tiny lights, tiny lives, no one sees her. The wind moves through her hair like a last embrace. She thinks: Maybe this is peace. Maybe this is rest at last. (Bridge) In her head all the voices run that told her to be strong. But no one ever said how you stay that way when everything inside you is breaking. (Chorus) She sits on the floor, between the dress and the makeup, and she cries, finally she cries. No audience, no friends, only her and her silence. And high above the city the sky feels close enough to whisper: “Let go.” Let go. Let go...... She wants out. She wants the quiet. She wants to be free. (Outro) Inside, her phone still blinks, messages from friends, “Tonight was nice,” “Let’s do something again soon.” She is already gone from the girl they think they know. She is falling through herself, and no one catches her. (No one catches her.)
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