

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You said I was too much trouble So you turned the TV up Left me counting ceiling cracks While you emptied out your cup Names like knives in the kitchen Slamming doors instead of care I learned early how to disappear While you pretended I wasn't there [Pre-Chorus] I was begging for a bandage You were pouring on the salt Every scar you ever gave me You swear is my fault (my fault) [Chorus] But I'm not your victim Not your sin Not the bruises on my skin I'm the voice you tried to crush Coming back Coming back again You built my world on shattered glass Thought I'd break That I would crash I'm the storm you said I'd never be And you're not the end of me [Verse 2] Hands that should have held me safe Traced a map that wasn't theirs Stole the meaning off my body Left me drowning in their stares Then strangers boxed my life in bags Took my name from off the wall New bed New house New smiling lies Same old ache beneath it all [Pre-Chorus] I was hiding in the corners You were saying "Just be tough" Every time the room fell silent I learned I was enough (enough) [Chorus] 'Cause I'm not your secret Not your shame Not the echo of your blame I'm the siren in the dark Burning up Burning up the chains You built my world on shattered glass Thought I'd fade into the past I'm the fire you said I'd never be And you're not the end of me [Bridge] I stitched myself from broken toys From whispered prayers and stolen nights From every "no" I turned to "go" From every fear I set alight So hear me now I'm saying it To every ghost inside my spine You don't own a single breath This body This heart are mine (all mine) [Chorus] I'm not your victim Not your sin Not the bruises on my skin I'm the voice you tried to crush Roaring back Roaring back again You built my world on shattered glass Watched me bleed Then turned your back I'm the life you said I'd never see And you're not the end of me [Outro] Glass house kid Now a fortress Now a flame Say my name Say my name You will remember what you made (yeah) But you You are not the end of me
Tags
rock, Arena-ready pop-rock with female powerhouse vocals over gritty guitars, moody piano, and stadium drums. First verse sits in a brooding half-time groove, then pre-chorus adds rising toms and synth pads. Chorus explodes with stacked harmonies, octave-doubled lead, and wide distorted guitars. Bridge strips back to piano and distant choir pads, then slams into a final, modulated hook with ad-lib runs on top., pop
3:39
No
3/13/2026