[Verse 1] She walks the halls like thunder in a skirt and worn-out shoes A rumor in a ribbon, breaking all the quiet rules Hair up in a ponytail, pen behind her ear She’s circling every secret that they’re whispering in here [Pre-Chorus] Headmistress watching, but she never really sees The battle lines in bathroom stalls, the notes between the seats Hanna’s got a notebook full of names and broken codes She’s mapping out the heartaches written down in glittered ink and oaths [Chorus] Hanna the Stormer, lightning in a locker row Spinning through the gossip like a cyclone made of no She won’t bow to their pretty, won’t bend to their stares She’s a girls’ school legend starting revolutions in the stairs Hanna the Stormer, pens raised in the air Turning every whispered “can’t” into “don’t you even dare” [Verse 2] They grade us on our silence and the length of pleated skirts Detentions for our laughter, extra credit for our hurt But Hanna paints her fingernails in armor shades of black And every time they push her, she just pushes right back [Pre-Chorus] They circle ‘round at lunchtime with their plastic, perfect smiles Comparing test scores, crushes, diets, futures, styles But Hanna’s at the window, sketching futures of her own Where girls don’t have to shrink themselves to keep from feeling alone [Chorus] Hanna the Stormer, lightning in a locker row Spinning through the gossip like a cyclone made of no She won’t bow to their pretty, won’t bend to their stares She’s a girls’ school legend starting revolutions in the stairs Hanna the Stormer, pens raised in the air Turning every whispered “can’t” into “don’t you even dare” [Bridge] When the guidance folder says “Be quiet, neat, and kind” She scribbles in the margins “Be loud and change their minds” She passes notes in homeroom That say “We own this place” And one by one the storm clouds Start gathering in lace [Verse 3] Fire drills and pop quizzes, uniforms in rows But under all these blazers, something wild grows Girls trading secret playlists, dreams underlined in red Hanna says, “We’re not just stories that they write inside their heads” [Chorus] Hanna the Stormer, lightning in a locker row Spinning through the gossip like a cyclone made of no She won’t bow to their pretty, won’t bend to their stares She’s a girls’ school legend starting revolutions in the stairs Hanna the Stormer, pens raised in the air Turning every whispered “can’t” into “don’t you even dare” [Outro] When cap and gown come calling and they say the storm has passed She smiles at all the younger girls and tells them, “Make it last” ‘Cause every quiet hallway, every polished dorm-room floor Is waiting for another Hanna To turn a whisper to a roar
