Woke up late My phone screen cracked Foundation on my only white shirt Missed my train Got caught in the rain Mascara doing abstract artwork Group chat blowing up like fireworks Someone said they “need a break” I just laughed Wiped my tears Said “Put that on my plate” Yeah It all gets heavy Yeah It all gets loud But I still wear my glitter In the middle of the crowd I’m a ceramic Apollo Chipped but I still glow Paint peeling at the edges Still stealing the show I dance through the disaster Like I planned it all along When it all goes wrong I go (oh-oh) still singing my song Ceramic Apollo Boss says “We should talk on Monday” My happiness is a game of chance My mom keeps texting me church quotes Dad’s new wife calls it “balance” I burn the toast I miss your birthday I forget what I just said But I can turn a panic attack Into a runway in my head Yeah It all gets heavy Yeah It all gets real But I still stick my landing In these thrift store heels I’m a ceramic Apollo Chipped but I still glow Paint peeling at the edges Still stealing the show I dance through the disaster Like I planned it all along When it all goes wrong I go (oh-oh) still singing my song Ceramic Apollo Raise a glass to the cracked reflections Every scar is a constellation Yeah The sky keeps falling I keep calling it confetti Confetti If the world goes up in smoke I’ll roast marshmallows on the joke Laugh so hard I start to choke I’m still here I’m still ready I’m a ceramic Apollo Chipped but I still glow Paint peeling at the edges Still stealing the show I dance through the disaster Like I planned it all along When it all goes wrong I go (oh-oh) still singing my song Ceramic Apollo When it all goes wrong I go (hey!) watch me as I glow Perfect in my broken Ceramic Apollo
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