Borrowed Mom

[Verse 1]
Found your crayons in my pocket
Tiny handprint on my shirt
One year felt like a lifetime
Ripped away in one short word
Thirteen candles
You stopped smiling
Eleven shut his bedroom door
Two and three still ask for stories
I don't get to cross that floor
[Chorus]
I was a borrowed mom
Now I'm just a ghost to you
Four small worlds I used to hold
Slipping through an empty room
You won't see me fade
You won't hear this breaking heart
I was a borrowed mom
Torn out of your picture
Torn apart
[Verse 2]
I still know your lunchtime secrets
All the monsters in your dreams
The way you lined up all your shoes
The way you laughed in crooked beams
We fell fast
We built a family
On a fault line
On a dare
She can take back all her promises
But you were more than just her share
[Chorus]
I was a borrowed mom
Now I'm just a ghost to you
Four small worlds I used to hold
Slipping through an empty room
You won't see me fade
You won't hear this breaking heart
I was a borrowed mom
Torn out of your picture
Torn apart
[Bridge]
Do you think I just stopped caring? (no)
Did she say I walked away?
I am screaming at the silence
Every single sleepless day
If you ever start to wonder
If my love was ever true
Look inside the cracks she left you
You'll find all my roots in you
[Chorus]
I was a borrowed mom
But my love is tattooed deep
On your drawings
On your t-shirts
On the nights you couldn't sleep
You won't see me there
But I'm with you where you are
I was a borrowed mom
You were never borrowed in my heart

rock, Symphonic metal / emo hard rock with female vocals. Somber piano and strings in the intro, then guitars slam in with half-time drums and choral pads. Verses stay tense and intimate with palm-muted riffs and cello; chorus explodes with soaring vocal, wide power chords, and tom-heavy drums. Middle 8 drops to piano, ticking percussion, and whispered doubles, then final chorus up a step with stacked harmonies and sustained orchestral hits., alternative rock, hard rock, emo, symphonic metal