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Shell 2 by Michelle

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Shell 2

Country Ballad

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I used to laugh, I used to dance. I used to look in the mirror and not hate what I saw.
Now I'm just hollow, a shell. And you did this. I was sixteen, full of fire. Thought love was fireworks, not this slow burn. You took my light piece by piece. Every lie, every just words, every I wish I was with her.
You carved me out till there was nothing left but echoes. And my daughter sees it. She watches me fade, watches me smile while my eyes are dead.
She thinks that's love. She thinks that's normal. Because I showed her, because I stayed. I'm a shell of what I used to be, hollowed out by your hands. You took my voice, my fight, my hope, and left me rattling.
I tried everything, cried till I couldn't breathe, fought till my bones ached, begged till my knees were lame. And you, you kept going, kept flirting, kept lying, kept breaking me.
And now my grandbaby's looking at me like I'm a ghost because that's what I am, a ghost you made. I want you to hear this, not after I'm gone. Right now, when you're done with me, when you walk away and think you're free.
Remember, you didn't just leave a woman. You left a shell, a mother who can't look her daughter in the eye, a grandmother who hides tears. So the kids won't ask why you broke me. And I let you, but I'm done letting. I'm done being quiet. I'm done being yours.
So go, be the man you pretend to be. But when you close that door, hear it, feel it. I'm not coming back and I'm not whole anymore, but I'm not yours either.
I'm just gone. I was 16 when you first said my name like it meant something. Thought love was waiting, thought love was forgiving. You left me with a daughter, a letter, and a silver. Twenty-three years I carried us, four volumes left on concrete and dreamed of coming home.
And when you walked out, fresh shaved new shoes, same eyes, I believed the lie. This time it'll stick. I cried till my throat was sandpapered, fought till my knuckles split, took my heart off my sleeve. Still be with those.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.