[Verse] You catch my silence, call it doubt, Then build a truth and shut me out. You read the pause, ignore the tone, And swear you know what I've never shown. I choose my words, you change their weight, Then twist their meaning to fit your take. You see a pattern, draw a line, Then call your version proof of mine. [Pre-Chorus] You trust the picture in your head, Not what I meant or what I said. [Chorus] Misread me wrong, you make it fit, Take one small piece and call it it. You name the parts you never knew, Then blame the truth for fooling you. Misread me wrong, go on, decide, Which part is real and which part I hide. You want a person you can define, Not someone who won't stay in your lines. Read it twist it, Name it fix it. Say you know me all along. Misread me wrong. [Verse] I know the face I let you see, The careful cut of what gets free. I leave some things outside the frame, Then act surprised you miss the shape. I change the subject, soften facts, Then wonder why you don't look back. You fill the gaps I leave in the dark, I blame your guess, deny my part. [Pre-Chorus] You read between what I leave out, I call it wrong, then feed the doubt. [Chorus] Misread me wrong, we trade our views, You make a claim, I change the cues. I blame your eyes, you blame my face, We both mistake the part for the place. Misread me wrong, the words don't land, A different meaning in each hand. You swear the fault is all in me, I say the same, and disagree. Wrong side right side, Both convinced we're right. No one hears the whole song. Misread me wrong. [Verse] I used to think the fault was yours, The way you read between my words. Now I can see what I leave out, The little edits, trimmed-down doubts. I can't demand you know what's real, When I disguise the way I feel. But I won't wear the shape you choose, And you can't make my meaning yours. [Bridge] Maybe the truth won't hold one shape, Maybe we bend it as we speak. A thought can change before it lands, A word can slip through careful hands. I won't pretend I'm clear as glass, Or blame you for the things I mask. But if you want to know what's true, Leave room for what you never knew. [Pre-Chorus] No perfect angle, no final view, Just what I show and what gets through. [Final Chorus] Misread me wrong, but look again, Beyond the story you defend. I'm not the verdict in your mind, Not every answer neatly signed. Misread me wrong, I play a part, I guard the edges of my heart. We both create what we believe, Then call it truth because we need Something certain, something strong, Even when the reading's wrong. [Outro] Your version of me, My version of you. The space in between Is where we come through. Misread me … Read me wrong … Misread me wrong …
