Museum of Broken Glass

I've turned my room into a gallery of pain. Every tear I cried is now a diamond in The rain. I took the knife you left me, The one inside my spine, and used it like A pen to write every single line. You thought you'd leave a ruin, A girl without a soul. But darling, look around you, I've never been so Whole. The candles are burning, the velvet is red. I finally buried the ghost in my bed. You're just a footnote, a blur in the light, While I am the queen of this beautiful Night. Welcome to my museum of broken Glass. Watch the shadows dance as the hours Pass. I've built a throne from the pieces of My heart. You're not a lover, you're just a work of Art. Stay on the outside, look through the Door. I don't belong to your world anymore. You're a memory fading, a salt on the tongue, While I am the song that has only begun. You're knocking so softly, you're begging to come In, but there's no room for mercy and no Room for sin. I bleached all the sheets where we used to Collide. There's nowhere for you and your secrets to hide. I'm wearing your betrayal like a vintage lace, And I've finally forgotten the lines of your Face. Welcome to my museum of broken Glass. Watch the shadows dance as the hours Pass. I've built a throne from the pieces of My heart. You're not a lover, you're just a work of Art. Stay on the outside, look through the Door. I don't belong to your world anymore. You're a memory fading, a salt on the tongue, While I am the song that has only begun. Oh. The exhibit is closed. The lights are going out. I've found my voice, And I've lost my doubt. Goodbye, darling. Enjoy The silence.