“Funeral for the Girl I Was” ⸻ [Verse 1] They dressed me up in silence, said it fits you better now Cut my name out of my mouth so I wouldn’t make a sound All the mirrors got forgiving when I learned to look away I was easier to love when I had nothing real to say ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] You said, “You’re just growing, baby” But growing shouldn’t feel like this Like I’m shrinking in the corners Of a life I didn’t pick ⸻ [Chorus —] Hold the flowers like a warning, I’m not who I was before We don’t bury bodies, darling— we bury what we can’t restore Say a prayer for something honest, for the girl you used to trust This is not a fucking funeral— it’s a funeral for the girl I was (echo layer: “the girl I was… the girl I was…”) ⸻ [Verse 2] I learned to laugh at nothing just to prove that I was fine Got addicted to the feeling of erasing every line You kept asking where she went like she left without a trace But you loved me most in pieces—easy to replace ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2] You said, “You’re just different lately” Yeah, I guess I had to be Turns out breaking looks a lot like What you wanted out of me ⸻ [Chorus — ] Hold the flowers like a warning, I’m not who I was before We don’t bury bodies, darling— we bury what we can’t restore Say a prayer for something honest, for the girl you couldn’t love This is not a fucking funeral— it’s a funeral for the girl I was ⸻ [POST-CHORUS] She was softer, she was fearless She believed in us Now she’s nothing but a memory In the girl I’ve become ⸻ [BRIDGE —] I remember her in fragments— in the way I used to breathe In the light I didn’t question, in the hands that didn’t leave You don’t get to say you miss her like you didn’t help her die Like you didn’t turn her silence into something I survived You call this healing—I call it loss You call me strong—I call it cost You say “you made it”—I say “barely” You loved her light—but not what scared you If I had to kill her just to stay— tell me, was it worth the trade? ⸻ [FINAL CHORUS — ] Hold the flowers like a warning, I’m not who I was before We don’t bury bodies, darling— we bury what we can’t restore Say a prayer for something honest, for the girl I couldn’t save This is not a fucking funeral— it’s the price I had to pay It’s a funeral for the girl I was It’s a funeral for the girl I was It’s a funeral for the girl I was ⸻ [OUTRO — ] Don’t you dare say you miss her now… you were there when she was fading out
