“Remember Me Wrong” [Verse 1] You taught me how to shrink in doorways How to apologize for air How to stitch a smile over hunger Like pain should learn some manners fair You said I was lucky you loved me Like it was a favor, not a leash Like the bruises were proof of tenderness Like silence meant peace [Pre-Chorus] I learned your rules by breaking inside Learned your love by how it hurt You mistook my mercy for weakness I was just waiting for the earth to shift [Chorus] This is how you remind me I am not your punching bag Not your warning, not your lesson Not your sacrificial lamb I remember me bleeding And still choosing to live This is how you remind me I don’t belong to your fists [Verse 2] I was fire you tried to name candle Ocean you kept in a cup You wanted devotion without a spine A mouth sewn shut, eyes up I watched you fear me in fragments Every time I stood too tall Men like you don’t hate women You hate what you can’t control [Pre-Chorus] I am not your gentle ending I am not your absolution I am consequence with a memory I am proof in motion [Chorus] This is how you remind me I survived your hands I am not the girl you edited I am not your master plan I remember the girl you cornered And the woman who ran This is how you remind me Of who I fucking am [Bridge] You wanted forgiveness Before truth You wanted my softness Without the roots But softness is lethal When it’s learned to endure And I grew claws in the dark Just to make it out pure I don’t scream anymore I don’t have to Silence sharpened me Sharper than you Break Say my name like you own it Go on, try Every version of me you buried Learned how not to die [Final Chorus] This is how you remind me I was never really yours Not your damage, not your doll Not your open door I remember the rage you woke And the calm it forged This is how you remind me I am war—I am more [Outro] Remember me wrong if you need to I remember everything true I am not what you took from me I am what lived through you. True freedom doesn’t ask for permission. It doesn’t explain itself. It stands there, breathing, daring the past….to say something else.
