[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] She drifted through the world like a ghost in a frame Watched the living laugh while her own light lost its flame Voices screamed, hands that tugged, mapped every breath she took Wore their rules like a dress that never fit the shape of her look [Pre-Chorus] Eleven years old, hollowed out by the scale Learned love was a prize you had to starve to avail Surfer waves in her hair, quiet eyes stuck between Too scared to reach for the life she only dared to dream [Chorus] Now she's grown, stumbling through the wreckage Wrists still stinging from the liars and leeches Begging them to fade to the dark where they belong She craves a love that won't run when the storm comes This ain't her life—she wants her own No more begging for a seat at their throne [Verse 2] Married the prince from her teenage fantasy But his castle was a cage, his promises just debris Neighbors spat truths through the screen door cracks She packed his bags, showed him the door—her first real attack [Pre-Chorus] Never taught love was given, only earned with her worth Chased a "good girl" script since the day she was birthed The mirror showed a stranger, hollow and paper-thin Tired of fighting a war she was never gonna win [Chorus] Now she's grown, stumbling through the wreckage Wrists still stinging from the liars and leeches Begging them to fade to the dark where they belong She craves a love that won't run when the storm comes This ain't her life—she wants her own No more begging for a seat at their throne [Bridge] Blood turned to poison when she dared to stand tall They called her a failure, said her joy would fall Six years later, the lights still burn bright She's still here fighting, still learning to take flight They left her for dead when she chose her own way But she found the love that don't run when the skies gray [Chorus] Now she's older, building walls from the wreckage Burned the old scripts, let the liars and leeches Fade to the dark where they belong She's got a love that don't run, and now she's strong This is her life—finally her own No more begging for a seat at their throne [Outro] She's my future wife, scars and all, unbroken No more ghosts, no more chains—just us, unspoken This is her life, finally her own This is our life, finally our home