Picking Up the Pieces

[Verse]
The clock keeps ticking but the hands don't care
I'm stitching up wounds in the midnight air
Your promises broke like a fragile glass
Shattered on the floor
A reflection of our past
[Prechorus]
Every lie you told
A bridge I burned
Every tear I shed
A lesson learned
[Chorus]
I'm picking up the pieces you left behind
Carrying dreams you dropped
Trying to find
A steady rhythm
A place to stand
In a world you shattered with your selfish hands
[Verse 2]
You paint the skies but the colors fade
Your spotlight shines
But it casts a blade
Our little one sees through the painted lies
As I shield the storm from her teary eyes
[Prechorus]
Every empty word
A weight I bear
Every broken vow
A scar to wear
[Chorus]
I'm picking up the pieces you left behind
Carrying dreams you dropped
Trying to find
A steady rhythm
A place to stand
In a world you shattered with your selfish hands

pop ballad, female vocals, emotional, piano-driven with subtle percussion builds, steady