Like wistful punches of air
I remember how we planned
(And you made it all so stressful)
Just bein' honest.

But I was so eager, getting so ready
To pack my bags
I'm excellent at leaving
Flying.

I think many men in this world
Would like to fancy me their soul mate
And I've gotten to where I just don't try that hard
Or care to present myself as a pretty little pristine doll
As much these days
And if you fully love, worship
Ehhhhhh
All I have to say is Ehhhhh
Nah.

We got caught up in some serious controversy
I'm trying to reach the other side
And there are always these stupid drugs around
But I don't want 'em.

I just wanna make poignant work
I wanna feel free
I wanna love hard
And run my own show.