"You know, 'I liked you better,
When you were quiet and safe,'
Just means you liked me better,
When I didn’t have a say.
Keep putting me in boxes,
And I’ll find my way out.
Like I reclaimed my voice and you,
You didn’t like the sound.
So, keep putting me in boxes,
And I’ll cut my way out.
I’ll make my own choices and you,
You won’t drag me down.
No, you,
You won’t drag me down."