Porcelain Crown

[Verse 1]
You walked in like a wounded saint
Eyes all rain
Hands all grace
Told me every ghost by name
Watched you searching for the safest place
You traced maps on my table
Said you only wanted shelter
Calm
But your stare kept tracking angles
Measuring the distance to my crown
[Pre-Chorus]
I let you see the cracks in the marble
Let you taste the quiet in these halls
You thought you slipped the knife in my shadow
Did you ever even know
[Chorus]
I built this porcelain crown to cut you
Every little kiss drew blood
You climbed up thinking I would trust you
I was always pulling at the rug
You wanted all my thrones and secrets
Smile wide
Toasting in my name
But I carved your fall into the ceiling
You were scripted for the shame
(oh, bow for the queen of your blame)
[Verse 2]
You practiced your betrayal in my mirror
Rehearsed lines
Perfect little lies
I fed you all the rumors
Ever clearer
Watched them flicker gold behind your eyes
I signed papers that you never read
Left a trail of proof under your feet
All your fingerprints on every thread
You wrapped yourself in your own deceit
[Pre-Chorus]
I let you think you’d poisoned the chalice
Let you drink the center of the scene
You raised a glass to my quiet silence
Never saw the cameras on the beams
[Chorus]
I built this porcelain crown to cut you
Every little kiss drew blood
You climbed up thinking I would trust you
I was always pulling at the rug
You wanted all my thrones and secrets
Smile wide
Toasting in my name
But I carved your fall into the ceiling
You were scripted for the shame
(yeah, bow for the queen of your blame)
[Bridge]
Now the room goes red
Hear your title burn
Every eye on you as the tables turn
You mouth my name
But it tastes like ash
Did you really think I’d ever share my glass?
I rise slow from the velvet chair
Your voice cracks in the open air
You kneel
Not from love
From fear
This is what you chased
My dear
[Chorus]
I built this porcelain crown to cut you
Every little kiss drew blood
You climbed up thinking I would trust you
I was always pulling at the rug
You wanted all my thrones and secrets
Thought you’d bury me beneath your fame
But I wrote your fall into the prequel
You were borrowed
Never owned the game
(oh, bow now, bow now, remember my name)

pop, Dark pop with female vocals, icy synth pads and a pulsing low-end throb. Verses stay hushed and venomous with close-mic whispers and distant, glassy piano. Pre-chorus tightens with filtered drums and tense risers; chorus explodes into distorted bass swells, sharp snares, and stacked, taunting harmonies. Bridge strips back to a single synth drone and breathy vocal before the final hook slams back in with extra ad-libs and octave doubles., female vocals