I’m not the picture in your frame,
Not the hero you keep tryna name.
From the jump, I told you straight,
I’m a little messy, a twist of fate.
You were lookin’ for a flawless vibe,
Polished edges, a perfect type.
But I’m all spark and crooked lines,
A hurricane in the sunshine.
You can’t fix what was never broken,
I’m the chaos you left unspoken.
Holdin’ on to what you can’t define,
Baby, stop chasin’ neon signs.
I’m no saint, I’m no savior,
Just a vibe, just a flavor.
You wanted heaven, but I’m the streetlights,
Burnin’ bright in the dead of night.
I’m the cracked mirror in your dreams,
Still shining like it’s evergreen.
So take me as I am or let me be,
This is raw, this is real—this is me.
You say I’m wild, can’t be tamed,
But you love the thrill of my hurricane.
When I laugh, it’s a wildfire roar,
And you crave it, but you want more.
I’m not the script you thought you’d write,
More like graffiti in the neon light.
Baby, I’m chaos dipped in gold,
A bittersweet story yet to unfold.
You can’t map a heart that’s untamed,
It’s a wildfire, can’t be framed.
If you need perfect, keep on movin’,
This life ain’t built for provin’.
I’m no saint, I’m no savior,
Just a vibe, just a flavor.
You wanted heaven, but I’m the streetlights,
Burnin’ bright in the dead of night.
I’m the cracked mirror in your dreams,
Still shining like it’s evergreen.
So take me as I am or let me be,
This is raw, this is real—this is me.
You keep tryna fix the edges,
Like I’m your art, like I need pledges.
But I’m the canvas that paints itself,
No copies hangin’ on the shelf.
Stop dreamin’ of someone I’m not,
I’m the fire and the afterthought.
You can roll with me, let it flow,
Or let this wildflower grow.
I’m no saint, I’m no savior,
Just a vibe, just a flavor.
You wanted heaven, but I’m the streetlights,
Burnin’ bright in the dead of night.
I’m the cracked mirror in your dreams,
Still shining like it’s evergreen.
So take me as I am or let me be,
This is raw, this is real—this is me.
Cracked mirrors still catch the light,
Broken stars still shine at night.
You can love me, flaws and all,
Or let me fade, let me fall.
But I’m not changin’, can’t you see?
This is raw, this is real—this is me.
