Peut-être feels like reading Louane’s private diary out loud. Line after line, she bombards herself with what-ifs: "Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m lying to myself, maybe my victories are really my demons." These doubts ping-pong between self-criticism and self-praise, giving us a raw portrait of a young woman trying to figure out who she is. Louane spices the inner monologue with playful computer shortcuts – Pomme C / Pomme V / Pomme Z – to show her wish to copy-paste a better life or simply undo her mistakes.
Yet the song is anything but bleak. Each chorus zooms out from the storm of questions and lands in a safe haven: the embrace of someone she trusts. "Close my eyes, open your arms wide, and hold me tighter." In that hug, nighttime worries shrink and self-doubt softens. Louane reminds us that uncertainty is universal, but a loving presence can steady the ship until morning. The result is a tender, relatable anthem about questioning everything while still believing in the healing power of closeness.