Teeth Marks
Alex Wilson
Description
A haunting alt-pop track exploring the lingering effects of emotional violation. 'Teeth Marks' uses visceral imagery and raw vocals to depict the struggle for healing and reclaiming personal space after a betrayal. The song builds from intimate, hushed verses to explosive, cathartic choruses, mirroring the protagonist's journey from suppression to defiant self-assertion.
Lyrics
Verse 1 There’s a bruise in a shape I don’t say out loud, A highway exit I don’t take through town. You said “relax”—I watched my spine obey, Smiled with my mouth while my hands said “stay.” Pre-Chorus I keep the proof where you won’t look, Fold the page, then burn the book. Tell the mirror “we’re okay,” It spits my breath back anyway. Chorus You left teeth marks on the part of me That used to feel safe in my skin. Now every soft thing stings a little— Every door feels like it wins. If healing’s just a rumor that my friends keep passing on, I trace your teeth marks till they’re gone. Verse 2 I laugh too loud so the room won’t hear, How quiet I get when your ghost stands near. I’m fine, I’m great, I’m everybody’s song— Then midnight plays the other one. A shadow puppet show of what you did to me Pre-Chorus I keep the proof where you won’t look, Fold the page, then burn the book. Tell the mirror “we’re okay,” It spits my breath back anyway. Chorus You left teeth marks on the part of me That used to feel safe in my skin. Now every soft thing stings a little— Every door feels like it wins. If healing’s just a rumor that my friends keep passing on, I trace your teeth marks till they’re gone. Bridge Maybe I’ll bite back, paint my mouth in red, Put warning signs where the warnings bled. I’m not your hunt, I’m not your proof— I’m not the girl that made you tooth. I will take a wrecking ball to everything you own Final Chorus You left teeth marks on the part of me That used to feel safe in my skin. Now every soft thing stings a little— Every door feels like it wins. If healing’s just a rumor that my friends keep passing on, I trace them once… last time… then move on. Tag Close my jaw. Keep my name. The power is all mine now.