[Verse 1] Neon on the metal, dripping down in pink and blue Wet street in the silence, every echo feels like truth Leather at my shoulders, collarbone a secret word City staring through me, every siren going unheard [Pre-Chorus] I used to bend my edges just to fit inside their frame Let them paint their colors over every bit of shame Now the shutter’s rusted, but it’s shining just the same I am not a canvas for a stranger’s little claims [Chorus] So I stand here in the half-light, split in blue and rose Every broken version of me in these city glows You don’t get to name me, I am not your hurt to own I have walked through ashes just to call this steel my home Look into my dark eyes, see the storm I made my friend This is not the breakdown, this is where I start to mend [Verse 2] Kohl like tired comets, tracing nights I can’t forget Hands that once were trembling, learning how to hold regret Choker at my breathing, tiny rings that catch the rain Every mark of metal is a map out of the pain [Pre-Chorus] I carved out a language where they only left me scars Tiny burning letters hiding underneath the stars All the times they told me I was just a fallen part I kept one small ember pressed against my beating heart [Chorus] So I stand here in the half-light, split in blue and rose Every broken version of me in these city glows You don’t get to name me, I am not your hurt to own I have walked through ashes just to call this steel my home Look into my dark eyes, see the storm I made my friend This is not the breakdown, this is where I start to mend [Bridge] They wanted pretty, they wanted soft They built their ladders on my loss But I learned breathing in the smoke That you can heal where you were broke I am the shutter, I am the street I am the rain beneath your feet I am the script under my skin I am the door I’m walking in [Chorus] So I stand here in the half-light, split in blue and rose Every shattered moment in me making something whole You don’t get to frame me, I am not your scene to own I have danced with shadows just to call this night my home Look into my dark eyes, they are brightening again This is not the ending, this is where I learn to mend [Outro] Pink across my cheekbones, blue across my quiet rage I’m the only author writing lines on this new page City hums indifferent, but my heart is beating loud I am not forgiving them, I’m just walking through the crowd Every step a promise I don’t have to disappear Standing in the neon, I am wholly, fiercely here
