Lyrics

[Guitar riff]

(Verse 1) I was born from glass and fire, Molded hands that never tire. But the kiln was cold, the shape not right, You left me cracking in the night.

(Pre-Chorus) You painted smiles on silent skin, But never let the love sink in. I danced for you on shattered toes, Still you chose the perfect rose.

(Chorus) I'm the porcelain ghost in your golden hall, Too flawed to stand, too small to fall. You dressed me up in shadowed lace, But never looked me in the face. I’m not your masterpiece on display— I breathe, I break, I fade away.

(Verse 2) You stitched me from a dream you lost, Every thread a line I crossed. Tried to bloom in winter’s grip, But thorns grew from my fingertips.

(Pre-Chorus) You whispered, “Perfect girls don’t cry,” So I built my silence sky-high. But every mirror tells the tale— Of love that cracked beneath the veil.

(Chorus) I'm the porcelain ghost in your golden hall, Too flawed to stand, too small to fall. You dressed me up in shadowed lace, But never looked me in the face. I’m not your masterpiece on display— I breathe, I break, I fade away.

(Bridge) If I shattered loud enough, Would you finally call it love? Or would my pieces just remind— You of a mold you left behind?

(Final Chorus) I'm the porcelain ghost in your golden hall, Not perfect, no—but I gave it all. Your love was sharp, a velvet knife, But I’m still dancing into life. No more your masterpiece in decay— I breathe, I break... and I stay.