[Verse 1]
Smudged lipstick on a stranger’s car
Phone blowing up
I let it starve
Skipped court dates for a midnight swim
Laughing as the tide pulls me in
Got his jacket
But I stole his heart
Lost my earrings at the dive bar start
Tattooed secrets down my spine
“Run from home” written line by line
[Chorus]
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Born from every slammed door
Every “maybe”
Yeah
My halo’s bent
But it still shines
Falling into all the wrong arms
Till the wrong arms feel right
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Learning how to love in the crash site
[Verse 2]
Black boots on the churchyard wall
Turn his Sunday into freefall
Daddy’s voice in the back of my head
Saying
“Good girls don’t” — I do instead
He calls me chaos
Calls me cure
Says he’s never liked a heart unsure
Kisses taste like gasoline
He lights a match
I wash him clean (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Born from every slammed door
Every “maybe”
Yeah
My halo’s bent
But it still shines
Falling into all the wrong arms
Till the wrong arms feel right
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Learning how to love in the crash site
[Bridge]
Watch me stumble
Watch me rise
Mascara storms under tired eyes
If I burn out
Then I burn bright
He holds my hand in the late-night riot
[Chorus]
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Born from every slammed door
Every “maybe”
Yeah
My halo’s bent
But it still shines
Falling into all the wrong arms
Till the wrong arms feel right
I’m the daughter of the wreckage
Baby
Building us a home in the crash site