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House of Cards

Holding it together when everything feels one breath away from falling. Lyrics: [Intro] Late night, lights off, counting breaths Every sound feels like a threat [Verse 1] I learned silence before the truth Learned to carry more than I should Grew up fast in half-lit rooms Too much weight, too little proof I keep moving, stay locked in Like stillness lets the doubts rush in If I don’t let my mind slow down Maybe I can make it through this night [Pre-Chorus] I keep myself busy, stay on track If I lose focus, the fear comes back [Chorus] I’m holding up a house of cards One wrong step and it all falls hard Every smile feels borrowed time Like someone’s always crossing a line I give my blood, I give my days Still feel like I’m in the way If loving you means standing guard I’ll bleed right here in this house of cards [Verse 2] Found something good, don’t trust it yet Every win feels temporary They say “look how far you’ve come” I just see what’s left of me I fill the quiet, drown it out Stay ahead of the second-guess I laugh it off, I change the subject Like I always do when it hits [Pre-Chorus] They say I’m more than I believe But belief don’t come easy [Chorus] I’m holding up a house of cards Every promise leaves a scar I hear footsteps in empty rooms Like fate’s got something to prove I give my mind, I give my name Still scared it’s not enough to stay If loving you means standing guard I’ll burn right here in this house of cards [Bridge] I chase reasons, I chase control Trying to quiet what I don’t know But knowing why don’t shut it down It just makes the noise stick around I don’t know how to rest my head Without planning for the end [Breakdown] If I fall apart, don’t look away I’ve been strong for too long to say I don’t know another way [Final Chorus] I’m holding up a house of cards But maybe love’s what keeps it armed Not the fear, not the fight Not the voices in my mind I don’t know how to lay my guard But I’m not walking away from ours This house still stands when morning starts Even shaky hands can hold their part [Outro] Lights on low, breathing slow Maybe tonight I make it home *Written as part of an ongoing exploration of genre and form. Composed using traditional notation and modern production techniques.*