Yeah, they told me being good meant giving in Said approval ought to be enough Oh, they called it kindness when I went along Asked too much and I was “too much” I got used to doing what was expected While the rules never worked both ways So hey, I started checking what they told me Held it next to what I actually felt Some of it was just old thinking Passed along like everyone knew best No one wrote the law into who I am No, nobody got to name me wrong You can keep the names you gave me Yeah, I’ve carried those too long If I have to choose what matters I’ll choose knowing what it might cost No one wrote the law Oh, no one wrote the law Yeah, I heard need called weakness Heard forgiveness called the better way Saw advantage dressed up as virtue While getting by was called enough Every age decides what’s normal Then acts like that was always so Now I hear the fear inside each warning Hey, every rule points back to someone Every rule, every name, every “this is how it goes” Every line that they drew, every thing that I was told I kept moving, kept proving, kept trying to belong— But... who said... I had to? No one wrote the law into who I am No, nobody got to name me wrong You can keep the names you gave me Yeah, I’ve carried those too long If I have to choose what matters I’ll choose knowing what it might cost No one wrote the law Oh, no one wrote the law Oh, freedom doesn’t mean I’m innocent It means I answer for my choices Yeah, I don’t get to pass the blame No one wrote the law into who I am No, nobody got to name me wrong I won’t live by borrowed judgment Just to feel like I belong No, I don’t need guilt or pardon I’ll answer for whatever follows No one wrote the law Yeah, I choose knowing what it costs
