[Verse 1] I walk in and the furniture shifts Not from noise, but the weight of a risk They drew a line in permanent ink I put my heel on the edge and think Who made the rules for the room I’m in? Who gets to lose, who gets to win? I bring the question, I bring the spark A bright red mark through the tidy parts [Pre-Chorus] Let the old guard count the chairs Let them measure vacant air I was never built to fit I was built to alter it [Chorus] I am the fault line under every floor The hand that turns the handle on a locked door Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges I leave no room exactly as I found it I am the pressure, the crack, the charge A small ignition made enormous and large Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous I leave no room exactly as I found it [Verse 2] In the boardroom, I loosen the tie Ask why the quiet gets called civilized In the back room, beneath borrowed names I give the outcast a seat at the frame I don’t need permission stamped in gold I don’t need legends to tell me I’m bold Give me the locked gate, give me the doubt I’ll find the hinge and wear it out [Pre-Chorus] Let the polished voices rise Let them practice alibis I can hear the hinges sing Every limit has a seam [Chorus] I am the fault line under every floor The hand that turns the handle on a locked door Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges I leave no room exactly as I found it I am the pressure, the crack, the charge A small ignition made enormous and large Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous I leave no room exactly as I found it [Bridge] I have been the guest they warned about The name they tried to edit out But every room that shut me down Learned a different kind of sound Cello rising, brass in the rafters Old foundations splitting after If I belong, then I belong To the moment that proves them wrong [Breakdown] Move the table Open the gate Change the question Recalculate [Final Chorus] I am the fault line under every floor The hand that turns the handle on a locked door Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges I leave no room exactly as I found it I am the pressure, the crack, the charge A small ignition made enormous and large Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous I leave no room exactly as I found it [Outro] When I leave, the walls remember Every spark survives the ember Make a place, then make it wider I was born to change the weather
