Lyric

You sat me down again

Like I was the problem

Soft voice, tidy words

All the blame in cotton

You said I was "triggered"

Like that made it kind

But you kept the same hands

And left the bruise behind

You made my pain sound loud

Made your silence sound wise

Every hard thing I name

Turns into your alibi

You called it boundaries

I called it hiding

You called it self-care

I called it lying

You called it boundaries

To keep me outside

You say "I protect myself"

While you let me bleed dry

You learned all the right lines

From a book and a chair

Now you speak in soft loops

Like you vanish in air

"That's my truth," you tell me

"That's my limit, babe"

But you never say sorry

You just shape it that way

You made my grief sound small

Made your fear sound clean

Every time I reach for you

You turn it back on me

You called it boundaries

I called it hiding

You called it self-care

I called it lying

You called it boundaries

To keep me outside

You say "I protect myself"

While you let me bleed dry

Maybe restraint

Is just a pretty word

When it keeps you safe

And leaves me unheard

Maybe the line

Was never for peace

Maybe it was a fence

Built from your relief

You called it boundaries

I called it hiding

You called it self-care

I called it lying

You called it boundaries

To keep me outside

You say "I protect myself"

While you let me bleed dry