you talk like I can't hear
all the nasty words from both pairs
don't shed those crocodile tears
cause I know neither of you care

life is so much better now
that lick of freedom is sweet
I just can't wait to say "ciao"
proving I won't end up on the street

I felt so caged
like a circus animal kept under it's locks
you wondered the source of this rage
no longer a subject of your soapbox