Porcelain Halo

Baby

You said I’m your angel

Wings made of lace and glue

You put a ribbon around my halo

Said

“Don’t change

I like this you”

But you dress me up in expectations

Like a doll you keep on the shelf

Smile painted on in your favorite shade

While I’m screaming under my breath

Porcelain halo

Sugar on the blade

Sweet little saint that you fabricate

Pink plastic promises

Cracking when you pull

You want a perfect girl

Perfect girl

But I’m breakable

Breakable

Porcelain halo

Hanging by a thread

Candy-coated chaos in my head

You want a pretty lie

Pretty little jewel

You want a perfect girl

Perfect girl

But I’m terrible

Terrible for you

You call me sunshine in the madness

Then storm when I talk too loud

Clap when I dance on your tightrope

Boo when I fall to the ground (oh wow)

You put my heart in a music box

Wind me up

Then walk away

I spin in circles for your comfort

Til the tune starts twisting strange

[whispered vocals] Halo tilts

Mascara slips

Barbie smile

Starts to rip

[low vocal register] If I shatter in your bedroom

Will you sweep me out the door

Or frame the pieces of the girl

You don’t get to own anymore? (anymore)