THROAT FULL OF GLASS

Walked into the room

Stitched smile, black perfume

Everyone looks but no one sees

I'm the wrong kind of symmetry

They call it phase, they call it trend

I call it what I won't amend

Cut from dreams you never had

I am beauty, broken, bad

I built this body from memory loss

From locker room stares and the lines I crossed

Bite down hard on the urge to cry

Still tasted like truth when I said goodbye

I got a throat full of glass and a mouth that forgives

Body like a question that no one admits

Kiss me once then say it wrong

I'll haunt your dreams in a different song

Choke on my name, don't know what it is

Write it in ash and seal it with spit

I don't break, I detonate

Don't ask who I am, you're already too late

Limp wrist, locked jaw

Blurred out in the bathroom stall

I taste like rust and rebellion

And you pray I'll be your exception

Plastic soul with a match in hand

Gender's a ghost in a riot van

Mascara smeared in God's own ink

Tell me again how real boys think

I got a throat full of glass and a mouth that forgives

Body like a question that no one admits

Kiss me once then say it wrong

I'll haunt your dreams in a different song

Choke on my name, don't know what it is

Write it in ash and seal it with spit

I don't break, I detonate

Don't ask who I am, you're already too late

Your world was soft

Mine had teeth

I wear my silence

Like a funeral wreath

I was never your blueprint

I'm the glitch in the tomb print

I loved once deep, and barely breathing

He said"You're strong" but kept leaving

I peeled back the label, swallowed the cost

Every word he called me, another piece lost

But I am not a wound to fix

Not a trend, not your remix

I'm the sound before the sirens ring

The tremor in your offering

Throat full of glass and a voice you missed

Cut me open, spell me in mist

Call me a phase, say I won't last

But I'm the future wrapped in black

Choke on my name, don't know what it is

Write it in ash and seal it with spit

I don't break, I detonate

Don't ask who I am, you're already too late

Throat full of glass and a voice you missed

Cut me open, spell me in mist

Call me a phase, say I won't last

But I'm the future wrapped in black

Choke on my name, don't know what it is

Write it in ash and seal it with spit

I don't break, I detonate

Don't ask who I am, you're already too late