Verse 1

I built a house of answers I outgrew,

Framed it up with versions of the truth,

Every crack I painted over pride,

Every doubt I buried deep inside.

When the mirror spoke, I turned away,

Called it doubt, convinced myself it swayed,

Felt the tremor, blamed it on the ground—

Anything but question what I’d found.

Pre-Chorus

’Cause every time I’m cornered by the light,

I sharpen up my reasons to be right,

But somewhere in the silence I can see

The hardest thing to change is me.

Hook (Chorus)

So revise me, don’t disguise me,

If I’m clinging to a lie, then untie me.

I don’t wanna win if I’m blind inside,

I don’t wanna stand on a fractured pride.

If the truth cuts deep, let it find me—

Strip away the story I hide behind me.

I’d rather lose who I used to be

Than lose what’s real—

So revise me.

Verse 2

Every feeling writes a narrative,

Turns a moment into relative,

Silence means I’m not enough,

Disagreement means I must defend my love.

But what if pain is not a proof?

What if fear is not the truth?

What if being wrong won’t make me small—

Maybe it could free me after all.

Pre-Chorus

’Cause I can feel the armor on my skin,

Every explanation closing in,

But strength is not in shouting what I knew—

It’s letting something better break through.

Hook (Chorus)

So revise me, don’t disguise me,

If I’m clinging to a lie, then untie me.

I don’t wanna win if I’m blind inside,

I don’t wanna stand on a fractured pride.

If the truth cuts deep, let it find me—

Strip away the story I hide behind me.

I’d rather lose who I used to be

Than lose what’s real—

So revise me.

Bridge

What if I am not my defense?

Not my certainty, not my pretense?

What if the ground I’m fighting for

Is just a door I’ve locked before?

What would change if I let go

Of needing every answer known?

Would I fall—

Or finally grow?

Final Chorus

So revise me, realign me,

If my ego’s in the way, then refine me.

I don’t wanna live just to justify,

Every fragile version I amplify.

If the truth is fire, ignite me—

Burn away the fear that confines me.

I’d rather break than never see,

Rather bend than never be free.

I’d rather lose who I used to be

Than lose what’s real—

Revise me.