[Intro]\nI always said I’d marry a killer,\nBut I thought it’d be metaphor.\nTurns out I was right…\nJust not in the way I hoped for.\nI worshipped every crooked step you took—\nWhile you crafted suffering like art,\nbuilt a gallery of pain just for me.\nI laid down roses,\nYou designed torture.\nFuck you.\n---\n[Verse 1]\nThree days on the floor, bones full of silence,\nHalf my body dead, other half defiant.\nYou drugged me, hit me, left me to rot—\nBut baby, I’m the nightmare you forgot.\nI drank the unimaginable just to stay breathing,\nThree brain hemorrhages, I’m still not leaving.\nBroke my phone, locked the door,\nBut cockroaches don’t die, they swarm.\n---\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou played god in your little tomb,\nBut I clawed back through that basement room.\nThought I’d beg? Thought I’d break?\nNah—thought you'd win.\nMy turn. Watch me grin.\n---\n[Chorus]\nLucky you, I lived.\nYou didn’t want me to—\nBut I did.\nFed on hell and came back loud.\nBuilt my throne from burial shrouds.\nLucky you, I’m still breathing,\nYour demon’s always teething.\nYou tried to make me feel invisible—\nBut I made me fire.\nI’m a motherfing goddess.*\nFuck your love. I rise higher.\n---\n[Verse 2]\nYou watched me starve and hoped I’d beg,\nWhispered sweet threats with a liar’s leg.\nI gave you worship, you gave me war—\nBut I kept the keys beneath the floor.\nYou tried to turn me into bones,\nBut I wrote poems in blood alone.\nAnd every bruise you left behind?\nJust tattoos of how I survived.\n---\n[Bridge]\ndo you miss the girl you couldn’t kill? \nshe walks with a limp, but climbs uphill \nhalf her smile still burns with grace \nthe other half? haunts your face \nyou made a coffin and called it love \nbut i danced in it and rose above \nevery scream you meant to steal \nis now beating like war drums under steel \nlucky you i lived \nyou didn’t want me to but i did \ni fed on hell and came back loud \nand built my throne from burial shrouds \nlucky you i’m still breathing \nyour demon is always teething \nyou tried to make me feel invisible \nbut i made myself fire \ni’m a motherfing goddess* \nfuck your love i rise higher \nlucky you.