Jenna Devries
You Look Confused
Embargoed Until 7.25.25

ABOUT THE SONG
Jenna DeVries has something to say—and she’s not afraid to say it. Unapologetically queer, DeVries storms in with “You Look Confused,” an anthem for anyone who's ever been judged simply for living authentically. She explains, “If you’ve ever had an old, white, straight person look at you with disgust or confusion—this song is for you. People are so scared of what they can’t understand.”
From the moment the track kicks off, a boot-stomping beat ignites a surge of confidence and fire that only DeVries can deliver. There’s swagger in every note. She sings,“I’m bigger than the box you put me in, I’m deeper than the ditch you’re digging, I can burn hotter than the midnight sun,” with calculated cool and total self-assurance. Her voice carries not just melody—but truth, resistance, and pride.
Throughout the track, DeVries confronts outdated ideologies head-on. Her lyrics are sharp, fearless, and demand to be heard. This is more than a song—it’s a declaration. She speaks directly to generational divides, making it clear that things have changed:“We are, we are, we are that generation, this is, this is, your only invitation.”
The message? Get on board—or get out of the way. The LGBTQ+ community isn’t asking for permission anymore. They’re living out loud and taking up space.
Already featured on major playlists like Fresh Finds Country, All New Country, and New Music Friday Country, DeVries is poised to make serious waves this summer. With “You Look Confused,” So lace up your boots, crank the volume, and get ready to dance. Jenna DeVries is kicking down the doors of country music—and she’s bringing a movement with her.
LYRICS
V1
I’m bigger than the box you put me in
I’m deeper that the ditch you’re digging
I can burn hotter than the midnight sun
And I’m not the only one
I’m sick of living life under someone’s thumb
I’m tired of the race that you make me run
I know a snake with a silver tongue
Here you come, just another one
CH
I see, I see that look on your face
You try, you try find something to say
I’m here, I’m here, with nothing to prove
And you look so confused
V2
Think you’ve got my number you don’t know my name
Living shouldn’t be such a losing game
I don’t wanna play by your set of rules
fuck your set of rules
BR
We are, we are, we are that generation
This is, this is, your only invitation
We are, we are, we are that generation
This is, this is, your only invitation
CH

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PRODUCTION
Writers: Don Miggs , Jenna DeVries, Brenden Benson, Ryan Sorestad
Producer: Don Miggs
Mixing: Nick Lane
Mastering: Chris Henderson
Distribution: Heart Songs Music Group
Publicity: Publicity Nation PR

