You hold the key like it wasn't made for me
You put out the light like it wasn't mine to shine
You parked the car like I didn't wanna drive
First and foremost, this damn car is mine
What you don't know is
I'm the one who cut the doorframe to fit
I'm the one who got their gasoline lit
I have driven three hundred thousand miles
And you can bet, I'll surely do it again
You put a hold on the books born to be read
You told me not to cry, 'it's something you don't like'
You demand I turn it down like I'm being too loud
Do you ever listen? Can you just listen?
I wrote every word from paper to pen
I let go every night 'cause that's what I like
I will scream until someone's ears bleed
And you can bet, I'll surely do it again