Verse 1 I leave my ghosts in crystal tumblers, Lipstick bruises on the rim. The moon hangs thin above the hallway Like a razor pressed against my skin. There’s wilted roses in the kitchen, Rotting slowly in a vase. I look beautiful in low light The way dead things sometimes do in paintings. You find me lit by television static, A porcelain girl coming undone. Halfway between a prayer and a car crash, Too tired to keep outrunning myself. Pre-Chorus Every night I blur the edges, Trying not to feel my head. You hold my face so softly Like I’m already halfway dead. Chorus The darkness pulls me under, Sweet like venom on my tongue. Every night it whispers, “You were never meant for love.” But you drag me from the deep end, Cold hands wrapped around my heart— When I’m disappearing into the black, You don’t let me fall apart. Verse 2 The bathtub water looks like mercury, Silver trembling in the dark. I sink beneath it like Ophelia With smeared mascara and a fractured heart. There’s poetry inside destruction, That’s the cruelest part of grief. How I romanticize my own decay Like wilted flowers pressed between my teeth. The ceiling spins like cigarette smoke, The room folds in like dying stars. But your voice cuts clean through the static Like headlights through a totaled car. Pre-Chorus I’ve got funeral hymns beneath my ribs, Slow dancing with every vice. You pull me back so gently Like love could cheat death twice. Chorus The darkness pulls me under, Sweet like venom on my tongue. Every night it whispers, “You were never meant for love.” But you drag me from the deep end, Cold hands wrapped around my heart— When I’m disappearing into the black, You don’t let me fall apart. Bridge If my body becomes a crime scene, Will you still trace every scar? Still kiss the poison from my mouth Like devotion’s an art form? Your hands shake checking for a heartbeat, Like lighting matches in the rain. And somewhere between your panic I remember my name. Final Chorus The darkness pulls me under, Dresses me in funeral white. Turns my tears into diamonds Under ultraviolet light. But you hold me through the black tide, Through the violence in my heart— When I’m disappearing into the void, You don’t let me fall apart. Outro Blue light. Wet tiles. Your heartbeat keeping mine alive.
