Cyanthorn - Thanks for the Portrait

A sarcastic, sharp song about people projecting their own version of you onto your life, then acting like they know the truth. For everyone who has ever been judged by a story they never got to tell. ______ Lyrics: Oh, wow There I am again In somebody else’s story Looking taller, meaner And conveniently boring Didn’t know I gave an interview To the voices in your head But please Go on You made a whole museum Out of half a conversation Hung me on the wall With a confident translation Little plaque underneath Says “difficult and cold” Funny how you found my meaning In the things you never asked me though You filled in all the blanks With your favorite shade of blame Then stood back like a genius Saying, “Yeah, that looks the same” You never had the facts But you had the tone You never heard my side But you wrote it in stone Thanks for the portrait You painted me so well With colors I never gave you And a story you can sell Thanks for the verdict Before I got to speak Must be nice up on your mountain Looking down at me Oh, what a view From the top of your opinion Oh, what a view When you never have to listen You read my mind from across the room Ten out of ten, great magic trick Built a whole case out of nothing I said Then called me dramatic You’re so good at seeing through me With your eyes shut tight Must be exhausting being right Every single time You said I’m hard to handle That’s a cute little phrase For “I don’t like the mirror When it looks back my way” You never asked a question You just liked your guess Then dressed it up as wisdom In a self-made mess Thanks for the portrait You painted me so well With colors I never gave you And a story you can sell Thanks for the verdict Before I got to speak Must be nice up on your mountain Looking down at me Oh, what a view From the top of your opinion Oh, what a view When you never have to listen Tell me more about the person You invented for the plot Does he blink like I do? Does he know what I forgot? Does he fit inside your lesson? Does he prove your little point? Does he make you feel much better When you give him my voice? I could open up my mouth But why ruin your display? You’ve already built the courtroom And the jury feels the same You built a throne from rumors And called it higher ground You never came to listen You just came to talk me down You made yourself the judge With no witness in the room Then smiled like it was justice When the mirror pointed back at you You don’t want truth You want control You want a mask That fits the role You don’t want me You want your view A cardboard villain You can talk down to So frame it nice And hang it high Your masterpiece Your favorite lie Thanks for the portrait You painted me so well With colors I never gave you And a story you can sell Thanks for the verdict Before I got to speak Must be nice up on your mountain Looking down at me Oh, what a view From the top of your opinion Oh, what a view When you never have to listen Oh, what a view Such a clean little fiction Frame it up, light it well Call it intuition Next time you write my character At least make him fun I’ve been called a lot of things But predictable ain’t one Thanks for the portrait. ______ Human made - AI assisted #sharp #misjudged #cyanthorn #heartfeltmusic #music #satiricalsong