Wounded Heart

​(Beat: A lonely, echoing piano melody starts, followed by a deep, hollow bass pulse)

(Yeah...)

It’s not just pride.

It’s the scars you don’t see.

(Oh...)

​[Verse 1]

​(Vocal: Husky, low, and full of emotion)

I’m a disaster in the making, a mess in the light

Putting up a front just to get through the night

You call me "stubborn," yeah, you say I’m too loud

But I’m just tryna hide in the middle of the crowd

I do those silly things, acting "nasty" and cold

Just to protect the pieces that I’m trying to hold.

​[Pre-Chorus]

​(Vocal: Building in power, melodic and raw)

And my heart starts skipping (Skipping)

While my defenses are tripping (Tripping)

Every time you get close, yeah, the temperature is dipping

I need a masculine hand, a frame made of steel

To hold me together when the pain gets too real.

(Oh-oh-oh)

​[Chorus]

​(Vocal: A massive, soulful, soaring belt)

Yeah, I’m hiding behind a Wounded Heart tonight

I’m messy, I’m stubborn, and I’m ready to fight

I’m the salt in the wound, I’m the sting in the sweet

The only broken thing that can make you feel complete

(Whoa-oh-oh)

Yeah, I’m a beautiful mess

(Whoa-oh-oh)

But I’m the only blessing, baby, you must confess.

​[Verse 2]

​(Vocal: More rhythmic, pushing through the emotion)

I want the heavy weight, I want the strength in your chest

To quiet all the demons putting me to the test

I’m fueled by the sass because I’m fueled by the fear

I’m screaming so loud 'cause I want you to hear

I’m a diamond in the dark, but I’m cracked in the glass

Waiting for a love that’s finally gonna last.

​[Bridge]

​(Music: The beat stops—just a haunting cello and a rhythmic snap)

(Oh... Oh...)

The pride is my armor.

The mess is my truth.

(Vocal: A gritty, powerful Rihanna-style high note)

YEAH, THIS HEART’S BEEN THROUGH THE WAR!

BUT IT’S STILL WORTH FIGHTING FOR!

​[Outro]

​(The piano returns and slowly fades out with a final bass thud)

Wounded Heart.

(Yeah)

Be careful with it.

It’s the only one I got.

(Oh...)

Still mine.