(Verse 1 — close piano, intimate low register) I used to straighten the cushions before you came home Practice a softer answer under my breath alone You called it concern when you checked every plan I called it weather, gave it a name I could stand I kept the good plates waiting for a better night Held my tongue so long it learned to hold me tight That picture by the doorway smiled on command Two people posed beside a life they never had I measured every sentence for the cost of peace You moved the line, then asked why I could not reach Tonight the piano tells me what I already knew A careful lie is still a lie when it sounds like truth I loved you, but I will not disappear to stay There is a door inside my chest; I am walking away (Chorus — live drums enter, strings gather) Let it burn, let the old script lose its hold Let it burn, I will not pay in silence anymore Every polished promise has a crack beneath the gold I will walk out whole, not waiting by that door If love needs me smaller, it is not love at all I will not keep a portrait standing just to please the wall Let it burn, the version of us I had to defend I choose an honest ending over pretending to mend (Verse 2 — piano octaves, bass and snare deepen) You liked the table perfect, every glass in line As if clean edges could erase the troubled signs You praised my patience like a virtue you had earned Then blamed my voice for every lesson never learned I know the pattern: tenderness, then blame A sudden apology that always sounds the same I gave you chances dressed in Sunday-best excuses You gave me doubt and called the damage useful Now the theatre lights expose the painted wall One careful pull, and all the false pieces fall I am not leaving to make you feel ashamed I am leaving because I want my life reclaimed No grand goodbye, no scene for you to win Just my name in my own mouth, steady again (Chorus — fuller strings, layered harmonies) Let it burn, let the old script lose its hold Let it burn, I will not pay in silence anymore Every polished promise has a crack beneath the gold I will walk out whole, not waiting by that door If love needs me smaller, it is not love at all I will not keep a portrait standing just to please the wall Let it burn, the version of us I had to defend I choose an honest ending over pretending to mend (Bridge — piano falls away, exposed lead then rising strings) No villain at the doorway, no spectacle to stage Just two grown people closing out a tired page I release the job of making every silence sweet I take back all the ground beneath my feet Hear that? That is my voice without a cage Not louder to hurt you, louder to name my age The life I wanted is not waiting for your sign It is gathering its coat and walking into mine (Final chorus/outro — full live kit, orchestra-scale strings, stacked harmonies) Let it burn, let the old script lose its hold Let it burn, I will not pay in silence anymore Every polished promise has a crack beneath the gold I will walk out whole, not waiting by that door If love needs me smaller, it is not love at all I will not keep a portrait standing just to please the wall Let it burn, I am the witness and the end I choose myself in daylight; let the singing ascend (Ad-libs over strings) I am here, I am here, I am here (Piano resolves) I leave the truth where it can be clear
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