[Intro] Put on the coat and the crooked smile Stay for the show, but not a while Said I’m fine, but it’s all in style (make it mild, make it mild) [Verse 1] I keep receipts in a fireproof mind Let it go? Nah, I press rewind (yeah, I remember) You thought I’d forget, thought I’d roll with the lie But I catalog pain like a private spy Got a laugh like a blade and a taste for blood Make ‘em squirm with a joke, call it “just a shrug” (you laughed, didn’t you?) I don't shake hands with ghosts in the hall I stare ‘em down ‘til they beg or crawl I don’t forgive, I delay the burn Every grin I give’s a lesson you earn Maybe I ask for it, maybe I bait Maybe I joke too hard, too late And when they snap back, well, maybe I clap Maybe I wanted the clash, the trap (yeah, maybe I picked the fight) But I don’t blink in the middle of heat If I’m not worth the trouble, then leave me beat [Pre-Chorus] I don't forget — (I tally the debts) You said "let it go," but I ain't healed yet. My jokes got teeth, my silence is louder — I turn guilt into glam, then laugh in the powder. --- [Chorus] So tell me again — (Not worth the trouble) Hard to hold, loud to love, always doubling the struggle. Yeah, maybe I burn — (And maybe I fumble) But I built myself outta ash and the rubble. If I sting, then so be it. If I scream, then I mean it. If I’m just noise in your echo-muzzled bubble — Then yeah, maybe I’m not worth the trouble. [Verse 2] I could’ve swallowed pride, but it stuck in my throat — felt too much like silence, felt too much like “no.” They call it grace, but I’ve never known the taste, just clenched teeth, white knuckles, and a need to not be erased. I don’t turn the other cheek, I watch both sides of the room. Every laugh sounds like a warning, every smile a costume. They said “mercy is strength,” but that feels like a trick — a soft word before a knife, a pause before the hit. I never begged for war, but peace never came first. Every hand I shook still left me cursed. So I braced, I bristled, I bit down hard, built a name out of echoes and emotional scars. But I still wonder, what does it cost to just let it lie? To let a fool walk free without catching his eye. What if I just laughed, let the weight drop low? Would I still be me? Or just a ghost in a softer show? Maybe grace ain’t weakness, but it don’t feel strong. Maybe I’m not wrong— but what if I’m not right for this long? [Bridge] Tried to soften the blow but the gloves stayed on Tried to walk it back but the road was gone I don’t know how to breathe without grit in my lungs don’t know how to speak without sharpening my tongue I want to be better— but not if it means becoming a ghost in someone else’s dream [Chorus] I’m not worth the trouble but I won’t be dismissed (you call it petty, I call it proof I exist) I’m not here to make peace if it means I go quiet I’d rather go down than pretend I don’t riot So keep your forgiveness like it’s some kind of crown I’ll be the bastard you can’t keep down You say I should’ve healed, but I stayed raw That’s not grace, that’s just what you saw I’m not worth the trouble but I’m not gonna bend (not gonna fold, not gonna play pretend) I’m not worth the trouble but I won’t be dismissed (you call it petty, I call it proof I exist) I’m not here to make peace if it means I go quiet I’d rather go down than pretend I don’t riot So keep your forgiveness like it’s some kind of crown I’ll be the bastard you can’t keep down You say I should’ve healed, but I stayed raw That’s not grace, that’s just what you saw I’m not worth the trouble but I’m not gonna bend (not gonna fold, not gonna play pretend)
