[Verse 1]
She hides her scars behind a crooked smile
Counting cracks in the ceiling all the while
Two brothers pass like ghosts in the hall
They hear her cry, but they don’t care at all
Mom’s in the kitchen with shaking hands
Turns up the radio, buries her head in the pans
She knows the pain, but she won’t take a stand
Locked in her fear like it’s part of the plan
[Pre-Chorus]
The walls don’t talk, but they remember
Every scream like a cold December
She’s just a shadow in her own name
Trying to outrun the shame
[Chorus]
She’s screaming in a glass house, no one hears
Drowning in invisible tears
Dad’s drunk again, swinging words like knives
Another night, another piece of her dies
No escape, no one to trust
A heart made of ashes, dreams turned to dust
In the silence, she learns to survive
In this house where no one's alive
[Verse 2]
She draws on her skin with a black felt pen
Writing truths she can’t say again
Every smile’s a camouflage, every step’s a war
And no one notices her anymore
Brother plays God with his plastic crown
The other just laughs when she falls down
She’s the ghost in the photo frame
No one remembers her name
[Pre-Chorus]
But fire burns deep in the quiet kind
And pain can turn into a sharpened mind
She’s not broken — she’s a loaded flame
Waiting to light her name
[Chorus]
She’s screaming in a glass house, no one hears
Drowning in invisible tears
Dad’s drunk again, swinging words like knives
Another night, another piece of her dies
No escape, no one to trust
A heart made of ashes, dreams turned to dust
In the silence, she learns to survive
In this house where no one's alive
[Bridge]
One day she’ll run, boots on fire
Leave behind the funeral choir
She’ll scream her story through the storm
And turn that house to rubble, not her norm
[Breakdown – soft then heavy]
She was never weak, just unheard
Her silence was louder than their words
Now she sings with a voice like steel
The pain was real — and now so is she
[Final Chorus]
She burned down the glass house, now she’s free
Singing scars into melody
Dad’s gone quiet, mom’s still small
But she’s not afraid to stand tall
No more shame, no more rust
She found her soul beneath the dust
From the silence, she came alive
In the fire, she learned to survive
[Outro – fading, defiant guitar riff]
Yeah, she’s alive...
She’s alive...
She’s alive...
DeniseJasta
