You wanted to hear it so bad,
so you took that old car with the stereo that only played a few songs.
Settling for less became your everyday.
Locks are made for pickin,
Not one to stay on your conditions.
Can’t break me, can’t put my spirit in a cage.
Don’t sell pets and I won’t behave,
This ain’t your grandmas day.
Shoulda thought about it before you took me on,
Now it’s just you and that old song
Playing on a part broke stereo.
Just like the one inside your flat broke heart.
