I used to let the world decide the color of my thread
Wore whatever pattern kept the peace inside my head
Kept pulling out the stitches every time I got too loud
Living in a costume made to disappear in crowds
Then I picked the needle up and I started on my own
Stopped asking for a pattern that was never really sewn
No more wearing someone else’s finish on my skin
I cut the old design and I let the new one in
They kept handing me a fabric that was never gonna fit
So I tore the seam wide open and I made a life of it
I stitch myself together, I don’t need your thread!
Every line I sew is one I never said!
I don’t wear a borrowed pattern just to make the picture neat
I’m the finished piece now, standing on my own two feet!
Yeah, I cut and mend it, I choose every hue
Call me ragged, call me rare — I’m still coming through!
I stitch myself together, baby — watch this work get true!
People keep asking if I’m lonely with the needle in my hand
I just smile and say the quiet helped me understand
I don’t patch my edges down so somebody else can rest
I keep the honest seams and I wear them like a vest
No more waiting on a tailor just to tell me who I am
I became the whole design without another plan
They kept handing me a fabric that was never gonna fit
So I tore the seam wide open and I made a life of it
I stitch myself together, I don’t need your thread!
Every line I sew is one I never said!
I don’t wear a borrowed pattern just to make the picture neat
I’m the finished piece now, standing on my own two feet!
Yeah, I cut and mend it, I choose every hue
Call me ragged, call me rare — I’m still coming through!
I stitch myself together, baby — watch this work get true!
And when the old unravel tries to pull a corner loose
I remember every stitch I already choose
No more needing someone else to hold the fabric tight
I became the whole damn pattern in the middle of the night
I stitch myself together, I don’t need your thread! (don’t need your thread!)
Every line I sew is one I never said!
I don’t wear a borrowed pattern just to make the picture neat
I’m the finished piece now, standing on my own two feet!
Yeah, I cut and mend it, I choose every hue
Call me ragged, call me rare — watch this work get true!
I stitch myself together, baby — and I don’t come unglued!
Yeah… I stitch myself together…
I don’t need your thread…