[Verse 1]
Clearance aisle my second home
Price tags hanging like broken hopes
Mama scanning every code
Teaching me how to make gold from broke
Damaged box, half-price dreams
Nothing's perfect, or so it seems
But she got magic in her hands
Making treasures from bargain brands
[Chorus]
I'm a bargain bin angel with discount wings
Taught me beauty lives in broken things
Dollar store tinsel wrapped 'round my soul
Making something shine from what they sold
What they sold, what they sold so low
[Verse 2]
December lights flicker dim
Through the windows of discount bins
Other kids got brand new shit
While we're hunting through what's left in
Dented balls and chipped stars
But mama made art from all the scars
Every piece tells our story
How we found our own kind of glory
[Bridge]
They don't know the strength it takes
To build Christmas from what others break
But baby, we're the queens and kings
Of this broken tinsel kingdom's streets
[Chorus]
I'm a bargain bin angel with discount wings
Taught me beauty lives in broken things
Dollar store tinsel wrapped 'round my soul
Making something shine from what they sold
What they sold, what they sold so low
[Outro]
Every scratch, every dent
Tells the story of where we've been
And these wings might be second-hand
But they taught me how to f*cking stand
In this broken tinsel kingdom
In this broken tinsel kingdom