(Verse 1)
I see the aftermath in his eyes,
The broken man who used to rise.
I was the storm, he was the calm,
But I couldn’t stay in his open arms.
Now the dust has settled, the truth’s laid bare,
And I’m standing in the wreckage like I don’t care.
But underneath, there’s a whisper, a quiet scream,
Telling me I killed his dream.

(Pre-Chorus)
It’s easier to blame the fire than the spark,
But I knew what I was doing from the start.
I fed the flames and watched it burn,
Now there's nothing left, nowhere to turn.

(Chorus)
We’re standing in the wreckage we made,
A love torn down by the choices I played.
I took his heart, then I took my time,
Now I’m left with the ruins of a perfect crime.
I see him breaking, and I feel the weight,
Of every lie I told too late.
There’s no going back, there’s nothing to save,
Just the ashes of the wreckage we made.

(Verse 2)
Two kids, they ask why daddy’s gone,
And I can’t find the words to carry on.
I tell them “it’s better this way,”
But deep down, I’m drowning in the price I’ve paid.
He wanted forever, and I gave him goodbye,
Tore down our house with every lie.
Now I’m watching him fall from grace,
And I can’t stand to see his face.

(Pre-Chorus)
I used to feel powerful with him on his knees,
But now I’m haunted by the memories.
I thought I’d win by breaking free,
But the victory’s too hollow to see.

(Chorus)
We’re standing in the wreckage we made,
A love torn down by the choices I played.
I took his heart, then I took my time,
Now I’m left with the ruins of a perfect crime.
I see him breaking, and I feel the weight,
Of every lie I told too late.
There’s no going back, there’s nothing to save,
Just the ashes of the wreckage we made.

(Bridge)
Now I can’t hide from what’s been done,
A queen without a kingdom, a race that’s been run.
I wanted freedom, but I built my chains,
Now I’m lost in the wreckage, calling his name.

(Chorus)
We’re standing in the wreckage we made,
A love torn down by the choices I played.
I took his heart, then I took my time,
Now I’m left with the ruins of a perfect crime.
I see him breaking, and I feel the weight,
Of every lie I told too late.
There’s no going back, there’s nothing to save,
Just the ashes of the wreckage we made.

(Outro)
And now I stand here, no place to run,
Staring at the damage I’ve done.