Verse 1 There’s a stack of envelopes on the counter All with windows that won’t look her in the eye Mac and cheese on the stove again She stirs it like it might answer why Two kids asleep in a borrowed bedroom Cartoons still glowin’ on the wall She checks her phone like it’s a lifeline Like it might ring before she falls Verse 2 He left like weather through a screen door No warning… just gone and gone Left her talkin’ to silence And a last text sittin’ on “read” too long She’s done the math a hundred ways None of it ever comes out kind There ain’t a job that pays in miracles And the rent don’t care how hard you tried Pre-Chorus There’s a whisper in the dark Says “there’s another way through this” Not proud… not loud… Just desperate enough to listen Chorus So she trades her name for a username And a promise she don’t believe There’s a million voices sayin’ she’s heaven But they disappear when she needs They’ll pay to look, they’ll pay to linger They’ll tell her everything she is But not one hand’s reached through that screen And said “you’re mine… let’s live” She’s learning the difference between being wanted And being someone they keep Verse 3 First night felt like jumpin’ off somethin’ Didn’t know if she’d fly or break But the numbers climbed like a fever dream And the fear got quiet for money’s sake Now the lights are always perfect But the mirror don’t feel the same There’s a thousand hearts on a photo But nobody callin’ her name Bridge She tells herself it’s just survival Just a season she’ll outgrow But seasons have a way of settlin’ in When the money won’t let go And every “baby you’re so beautiful” Comes from a man she’ll never meet It’s a crowd with no intention Of ever standin’ on her street Chorus (stripped down) Yeah they’ll pay to look, they’ll pay to linger They’ll say she’s all they need But not one man’s knockin’ on that door With a ring… or a reason to believe She’s learning the difference between being seen And being someone they keep Outro Morning comes like it always does Kids need breakfast, life moves on She shuts the app, ties back her hair Puts her real world back on And somewhere underneath the noise Under all that glow and glass There’s still a girl who wanted love That didn’t have to be broadcast
