[Verse 1] You trace my veins Like you’re reading lines Looking for a way To rewrite my crimes Your hand on my throat But it feels like a prayer You say I’m a storm You could learn to wear [Pre-Chorus] Every promise tastes Like the pills I hide Sweet Then it burns On the underside You call me yours In the dark of the car Say we’re not broken Just avant-garde [Chorus] We can’t rewrite the stars But you keep writing on my skin Changing all my scars Into places you have been You say “Let it fall apart That’s the beauty That’s the art” We can’t rewrite the stars So you rewrite my scars [Verse 2] Lipstick on the glass Like a blood-red moon You laugh too hard At the thought of doom You undress my rage Button by button Turn my worst ideas Into something sudden [Pre-Chorus] Heart like a room With the lights half-killed You dance in the shadows Just to feel it filled Crazy in your eyes Like a borrowed car You steer through the fire Like it’s ours [Chorus] We can’t rewrite the stars But you keep writing on my skin Changing all my scars Into places you have been You say “Let it fall apart That’s the beauty That’s the art” We can’t rewrite the stars So you rewrite my scars [Drop] [Beat slams in Bass swells Vocals stacked and breathy] Write on me Fight for me Lie to me Quietly (oh) Bite my fear Drag it near Say “Baby This Is why we’re here” [Bridge] You love me Most When I’m losing my grip Lip on my Ghost Finger on the rip If this is the script Let the ending be hard Let it all go dark You can sign my heart [Chorus] We can’t rewrite the stars But you keep writing on my skin Changing all my scars Into places you have been You say “Let it fall apart That’s the beauty That’s the art” We can’t rewrite the stars But you rewrite my scars (my scars)

pop, Smoky art-pop ballad that blooms into lush dream pop; intimate male vocals over soft keys and round bass, then a cinematic build with pulsing low end, airy pads, and hazy guitars. First verse stays close and confessional, then the hook widens with stacked harmonies and reverb-drenched ad-libs. Final drop brings in heavier drums and distorted synth swells for a seductive, slightly unhinged climax before a sparse, echoing outro., seductive, art pop, dream pop, ballad

Rewrite My Scars