the time has come to burst thru your chains, let down my hair and be me again.
for far too long i was bound to you, you had my all--heart, body and soul.
but it wasn't enough, you weren't thru playing. i've come to terms with that so i'm going to play.
but not with people, with life in general. my wings are out and i'm ready to fly.
i may stumble tonite but not from defeat, from pure alcohol and that's ok with me.
i'm not drinking to mask my pain. i'm letting my hair down and doing my thing.
in a way i wish i'd see you, not to rekindle anything. but just so you'd know i've moved on too.
would you be that proud man you pretend to be or would you turn around in shame knowing you lost your game.
your anger came from loosing someone you never had, when that anger should have been a result of loosing the BEST thing you ever had.
more than one said i treated you too well. but that's just me, i'm rare indeed.
and one day you'll see, there is no other me...
no one to love you no matter what. no one to still be there after you fuck up.
sure you may find comfort from a warm body or cold beer but will that comfort still be there when your world's full of fear?
take pride in the fact that you broke me completely. while i was lying there praying to stop breathing you were toasting to your boys and enjoying your drinking.
well, my breath is back along with my love for life. i'm not 100% but i'm holding my own with this fight.
tonite is my night to take on the world. to live up to my name of 'not just another girl'. you'll realize that one day but i really don't care. i gave you my all but all i got in return was hot air...
