

(mhm-mmm) They wanted quiet when I got loud
Wanted pretty when I got proud
Wanted me sweet when I told the truth
Wanted the girl they remembered
Not the woman standing in these boots They had a picture of
who
I’d be
Funny thing, they never
asked me
I’ve spent enough years explaining
Why I don’t fit inside their frame If I have to apologize
for being myself Then they can learn my name again
I got nothing left to prove
Nothing left to lose I’m done making myself smaller So somebody else
can choose
If you love me,
love me honest If you don’t,
that’s alright too
I’ve got nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove
(ooh yeah)
I changed my hair,
I changed my clothes
Changed the way I talked around
certain folks Said yes when I
wanted no
Stayed too long
just so I
wouldn’t go
I thought being understood
Meant everybody had to like me
Now I know better
I’ve spent enough years explaining
Every scar and every choice
If somebody needs me quieter
They can find somebody else to hear their voice (yeah!)
I got nothing left to prove
Nothing left to lose I’m finally taking up the space
I was always scared to use
If you love me,
love me honest If you don’t,
I’ll make it through
I’ve got nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove (whoa-oh-oh)
Nothing left… Nothing left to prove.