Don’t call me weak like you know my story.
You don’t know what I been through so don’t steal my glory.
Don’t call me names. That’s just disrespectful.
Especially when you’re the one who’s been so neglectful.
Laughing at my pain and reopening old wounds.
Destroying my life like a surging typhoon.
You're nothing. You're weak. It was always the same song.
You loved making me feel like loving myself was wrong.
My love for you? It was always automatic.
But you rubbed me the wrong way with that unnecessary static.
The hehes and hahas with your homeboys like it was just so cool.
You took me from me and made me feel like just a fool.
DON'T call me weak when you took all of my strength.
When I asked you for all of you, you wouldn’t give me a tenth.
You pushed and you pulled til there was none left of me.
I didn’t give you permission so we’ll call that theft of me.
You stole parts of me I thought I’d never get back.
But loving myself is my new soundtrack.
SO YOU LOSE...I ALWAYS WIN