Just because ain’t right to cut me with your-

With your word and think I won’t be hurt 😔

You're always gonna say it but you're never gonna do it
And if we're being honest
Man, you really put me through it
I'm going to breathe it out next time we scream and shout
And I'm not like your other types
You know I'll put up a fight
Not because I want to
Just because it ain't right to cut me with your words
And think I won't be hurt
Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave him a mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat
Over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, don't stress
I'm not in the mood to duck your punches
Your mouth moves like running water
Or a fucked up forest fire
You hide it well beneath your smile
Future looks so good when you're like taffy
Soft and lovin', gets you goodies
Keep it balanced, keep it groovy
Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave him a mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat
Over the top

I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, don't stress
Don't dress it up, tell me the raw and real
I can't mind read how you feel
Open your throat I'm gonna climb in to catch what you said to me Your tongue is as, as cutting as, as a machete
Under the desk
It's pretty vulnerable, I confess
You're always safe with me
So don't stress, don't stress, don't stress
Over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm trying to find the solution
No stressin'
Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave him a mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat
Over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, don't stress I'm not in the mood to duck your punches
Your mouth moves like running water
Or a fucked up forest fire
You hide it well beneath your smile
Future looks so good when you're like taffy
Soft and lovin', gets you goodies

Magnets

Decomposing shell of mine
Will you accept my wrongs?
Cursed you down to the hell and back
But still you mend my holes
Vessel born to bruise and tore
I've seen this once before
Flesh, intestines, bones
Impressions last for only so long

Baby, none of this shit matters
Cut the judgement, kill the pressure

Think you're flawless, you're the hottest
But you're still just a corpse with a name
Think you're gorgeous on the surface
But surfaces crumble away
What's a paint job with no inching?
I'm just hoping you still feel the same, the same (Same)
Though, I'm only a corpse with a name

Corpse

All you do is complain
'Bout the things you lost some years ago, babe
Step on all those memories 'cause they're deadweight
But absorb the message, apply the lesson
When we die we take no possessions, no

You know it's hard when you hold me like that
Falling too deep and it brings you right back, oh-oh
If they were the lost one, maybe I'm the found one
You'll never catch a rainbow focused on an old storm

In the lost and found, in ​the lost and found
You'd be surprised what you would find
Someone's trash is another one's gold prize
Love is a risk, they are combined
But deny the rhapsody in our eyes

Pick up the pace
Eyes off all your losses and the past pain
Don't be scared of holding onto new things
I know you're jaded and a lil frustrated
Not everybody will treat you like they did

It must be hard not to act like that
How you gonna trust when you never learned that? Oh-oh
If they were the lost one, maybe I'm the found one
You'll never catch a rainbow focused on an old storm

In the lost and found, in ​the lost and found
You'd be surprised what you would find
Someone's trash is another one's gold prize
Love is a risk, they are combined
But deny the rhapsody in our eyes

Romanticizing short encounters is a coping mechanism
For past wounds
Fear infest the marrow of your body
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

In the lost and found, in ​the lost and found
You'd be surprised what you would find
Someone's trash is another one's gold prize
Love is a risk, they are combined
But deny the rhapsody in our eyes

Lost & Found

I will have your back if you always have my back
You're my twin, la-la-la, you are my twin
I will love you back 'cause I have to have your back
We're connected at the hip, you're my twin (Ha ha ha)
You're the only friend that I let under my skin
Like we're living in the same skeleton
Sometimes I wanna cut you but I know I'll always love you
You're my twin, la-la-la, you are my twin

Twins

unrelesed

Unhappy Meal

Compilation of leaked tracks from Melanie Martinez's Third Studio Album.

Melanie Martinez - Mother Of Pearl

You're always gonna say it, but you're never gonna do it
And if we're being honest, man, you really put me through it
I'm gonna breathe it out next time we scream and shout

And I'm not like your other types, you know I'll put up a fight
Not because I want to, just because it ain't right
To cut me with your words and think I won't be hurt

Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave in the mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat

And over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, no stressin'

I'm not in the mood to duck your punches
Your mouth moves like running water
Or a fucked up forest fire
(You hide it well beneath your smile)

Future looks so good when you're like taffy
Soft and lovin', gets you goodies
Keep it balanced, keep it groovy

Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave in the mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat

And over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, no stressin'

Don't dress it up, tell me the raw and real
I can't mind read how you feel
Open your throat
I'm gonna climb in to catch what you said to me
Your tongue is as, as cutting as, as a machete

Under the desk
It's pretty vulnerable, I confess
You're always safe with me
So don't stress, don't stress, don't stress

And over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm trying to find the solution, no stressin'

Under the desk
I'm never gonna leave in the mess
If I tell you what I need please address
Don't sweat, don't sweat, don't sweat

And over the top
I know you think I'm being a lot
I'm just tryna find the solution
Don't stress, don't stress, don't stress

I'm not in the mood to duck your punches
Your mouth moves like running water
Or a fucked up forest fire
(You hide it well beneath your smile)

Future looks so good when you're like taffy
Soft and lovin', gets you goodies
Keep it balanced, keep it groovy

Under The Desk

Quit calling me up and putting me down
You're breaking my smile and making me frown
"It's all in your head", you tell me instead
When you acting up, I speak and I'm dead
Why are you running from all of your wounds?
"Sorry" is said when you mean it
Not when you do the same things over and over
You cradle my shoulder when I stick up
I'm made to feel overbearing, argumentative
High maintenance so yes, I'm such a bitch

If I call the shots I'm self-centred
If I fall too short I'm such a sinner

And you say it's just a papercut
I'm bleeding out, your stitches aren't enough

Quit pulling my skirt complaining about
How other boys еyes won't move from the ground
It's all in your hеad, don't hurt me instead
Assuming the worst will kill us both dead
Know you are hurting, but don't take it out on me
How can I help you see you how you see me?

Over and over our love will grow older
Harmony will bloom alive through our shoulders

And you say it's just a papercut
I'm bleeding out, your stitches aren't enough

Paper Cut

Flowers by me, all the bodies crying
It's too late to say their goodbyes now
Head is buried too deep under concrete
Tombstone hanging like I'm still there

Follow my footsteps, I'm not gone
Hear me as I scream out loud
Tell you things you need to know
All the times you wished that you had called

I'm not stressin' bout it now
I'm always here, don't think that I am dead
I'm alive, a flicker of the lights off
Tell you that you're mine still
Sorry if I scared you
All of the times you heard a creek in the night
Held onto your pillow tight
I'm not dead, just expired

Flowers by me, all the bodies crying
It's too late to say their goodbyes now
Head is buried too deep under concrete
Tombstone hanging like I'm still there

Follow my footsteps, I'm not gone
Hear me as I scream out loud
Tell you things you need to know
All the times you wished that you had called

I'm not stressin' bout it now
I'm always here, don't think that I am dead
I'm alive, a flicker of the lights off
Tell you that you're mine still
Sorry if I scared you
All of the times you heard a creek in the night
Held onto your pillow tight
I'm not dead, just expired

Dead
I'm alive, a flicker of the lights off
Tell you that you're mine still
Sorry if I scared you
All of the times you heard a creek in the night
Held onto your pillow tight
I'm not dead, just expired

Not Dead, Just Expired

They circle up, sit down
Hold hands, clown around
Licorice in there by mom's house, fuck the club
Rose cheeks, shut the door
First time kiss, I want some more
Roll the dice, break the ice
I'm too shy and they're too nice

Spin the bottle, fill me with your words
Wastin' my time, minutes 'til Heaven
Can end in a second
Bide your time, oh-oh
Bide your time, oh-oh

And if I'm naughty, if I'm nice
Will you match me at the right temperature?
Is it too early to know if it's true?
Don't bite too hard, don't turn off the lights
I'm scared of the dark, don't go too far

Spin the bottle, fill me with your words
Wastin' my time, minutes 'til Heaven
Can end in a second
Bide your time, oh-oh
Bide your time, oh-oh

Does it always have to be this miserable?
Sitting 'round the corner, I'm uncomfortable 
Watching glass spin with the time upon a clock 
Blushing 'cause you're choking me, I love it, ah

Spin the bottle, fill me with your words
Wastin' my time, minutes 'til Heaven
Can end in a second
Bide your time, oh-oh
Bide your time, oh-oh

Spin The Bottle

Welcome to The Chalkboard Confessions.
A school where the walls see more than the teachers, and the whispers of the overlooked echo louder than any lesson.

The Chalkboard Confessions is a concept album drawn from the true story of growing up different—misunderstood, out of step, punished for not fitting in. Each track is a memory etched in chalk, a secret scribbled in the margins. Behind the routine of classrooms and hallways are quiet betrayals, isolation, and small daily battles that leave invisible scars.

This album isn’t meant to comfort. It’s meant to uncover.
Because being different isn’t a lesson anyone wants to teach.
Sometimes, the confessions only exist in silence.

Hallway Hold

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