[Verse 1] I was always too much, never enough, Too damn loud, too hard to love. Tried to shrink into their shape, Choked myself just to fit the frame. Bent my back, I bit my tongue, Played the part of everyone. But I’m done pretending I belong— If I don’t fit, I’ll build my own. [Pre-Chorus] Roots don’t mean a thing If they keep you underground. Blood can make you family, But it can’t make you stick around. [Chorus] I’m the black sheep, let me run, I’m not sorry for what I’ve become. You built a road, I burned the map, I found my way and won’t look back. Roots can run deep, blood can run true, But neither means they’ll carry you. You can call it blood, call it family— Blood alone ain’t enough for me. [Verse 2] I stopped knocking on locked doors, Stopped begging to be wanted anymore. Keep your picture-perfect frame, I’ll paint outside the lines you gave. I’ll plant my roots in better ground, With the ones who won’t cut me down. And if you don’t recognize me now, Good—I’m finally seeing me somehow. [Pre-Chorus] Roots don’t always mean You have to stay beneath that tree. Sometimes you have to leave To find where you’re meant to be. [Chorus] I’m the black sheep, let me run, I’m not sorry for what I’ve become. You built a road, I burned the map, I found my way and won’t look back. Roots can run deep, blood can run true, But neither means they’ll carry you. You can call it blood, call it family— Blood alone ain’t enough for me. [Bridge] You called me lost. You called me strange. I spent my whole life Trying to change. Then I cut the ties, I walked away— And found myself On the other side. No matching roots, No perfect tree, Just the ones who choose To grow with me. Blood may bind, But love decides Who gets to stand Here by my side. [Breakdown] So let me run. Let me breathe. You don't get to define me. [Final Chorus] I’m the black sheep, watch me run, Look at everything I’ve become. You built a road, I burned the map, Now there’s no turning back. Roots can run deep, blood can run true, But I choose the life I’ve made my own. You can call it blood, call it family— Blood alone ain't enough for me. [Instrumental Outro] No it aint enough for me So I'll grow my own tree...
