im not sweet anymore

Intro

mm, mm, ah — (yeah)

soft breath, slow light

uh-huh, alright

Verse

I used to smooth my edges for your view

put on a smile like it owed me something

learned how to hush my wants into polite syllables

tied my hands with pretty bows, kept them small

I memorized the right laugh, the safe pause

sold my tendencies for easy favor, cheap applause

but the costume started to chafe, started to crack

and the mirror stopped asking me to act

Pre-chorus

There was comfort in the script, in playing small

but comfort never stood up for me when night fell

I traced my name away and then I wrote it back

with letters that could cut, with lines that last

Chorus

I'm not sweet anymore (no)

I'm not sweet anymore (uh)

I learned the taste of my own saying — firm, sure

I'm not sweet anymore (yeah)

I'm not sweet anymore (mm)

I keep my edges close and my center pure

Verse

I traded sugar for shape, curves with a plan

learned to love the scar that taught me how to stand

you can miss the girl who folded like a note

who colored in her silence just to keep you afloat

but I don't fold, I don't file down my name

I wear my quiet like armor, not a game

the night knows what I kept and what I cut loose

I move like a decision, clean and obtuse

Pre-chorus

I won't soften to fit into someone else's map

I won't say 'maybe' when my body says 'that's that'

there's a language in my eyes now, careful, clear

it says stay or go — no bargaining here

Chorus

I'm not sweet anymore (no)

I'm not sweet anymore (uh)

I learned the taste of my own saying — firm, sure

I'm not sweet anymore (yeah)

I'm not sweet anymore (mm)

I keep my edges close and my center pure

Bridge

I am not cold — don't dress it up as fear

I am chosen by the quiet that I wear

I will be soft when softness is mine to give

but I won't perform to keep you inside my skin

so leave the old scripts on your shelf, let them go

I am a final draft, steady and slow

Chorus

I'm not sweet anymore (no)

I'm not sweet anymore (uh)

I learned the taste of my own saying — firm, sure

I'm not sweet anymore (yeah)

I'm not sweet anymore (mm)

I keep my edges close and my center pure

Chorus

I'm not sweet anymore (no)

I'm not sweet anymore (uh)

I learned the taste of my own saying — firm, sure

I'm not sweet anymore (yeah)

I'm not sweet anymore (mm)

I keep my edges close and my center pure