Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Salt on my tongue
I can taste last summer
You laughed in the dark
We were drenched in July
Secrets in your eyes
Like we’d never get older
Thought we owned that shore
Thought we owned the sky
[Chorus]
But the house is burning in my head
Every door I open fills with smoke instead
I see three shadows turning into light
I’m the one still breathing
Coughing on the night
The house is burning in my head
I keep walking out while you stay there instead
I would trade this aching
Every faded scar
To go where you are
To go where you are
[Verse 2]
Porch light humming
We were planning revolutions
Gold on your wrists
Ashes on our shoes
We drew little hearts
On the gloss of the table
Never thought that flame
Would be what we’d lose
[Chorus]
But the house is burning in my head
Every door I open fills with smoke instead
I see three shadows turning into light
I’m the one still breathing
Coughing on the night
The house is burning in my head
I keep walking out while you stay there instead
I would trade this aching
Every faded scar
To go where you are
To go where you are
[Bridge]
I hear you on the stairs
Laughing through the crackle
Calling out my name
But my body won’t go back
Three of you upstairs
Framed in orange windows
I’m frozen in the yard
While the sky goes black
I crawled through the garden
Glass in my hands (oh)
Sirens like a choir
Singing what I did
They say I’m the lucky one
Saved from all that fire
Tell me how it’s lucky
To be the one who lived
[Chorus]
‘Cause the house is burning in my head
Every time I close my eyes I’m there instead
I see three shadows turning into light
I’m the one still breathing
Drowning in the night
The house is burning in my head
I keep walking out while you stay there instead
I would trade this aching
Every faded scar
To go where you are
To go where you are
[Outro]
Salt on my tongue
Smoke in my lungs
Three names on my lips
I speak and I slip
Back to that island
Back to that fire
I’m the one left over
From what we set alight
Style
popmoody slow-burn pop ballad with female vocals; intimate piano and soft pads in the versesdistant echoing percussion and subtle bass swells in the chorus. bridge erupts with big drumsreverse cymbalsand layered harmoniesthen falls back to almost bare vocal and piano for the final refrainsspotlighting the survivor’s guilt.female vocalsstrongslow
Prompt
A slow pop song relating to the characters of ‘we were liars’ by E. Lockhart. Female voice. Strong bridge relating to the house on fire and 3 not getting out and 1 with survivors guilt
Credits
Prompt byCalmTiger295
GeneratedFeb 24, 2026
ModelAria v5
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