Too late, you're on your own
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself
Too son to give up hope
I'm too young to stop believing in myself
I'm losing control
Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane
Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain
Granted, the rules are yours but I don't want to follow them
It's up to me whether to give in
I've always been and still remain as free as I choose to be
I sacredly decide
Not what you say or do; not what you want me to
I'm walking out and I'm never giving in again
You're losing control
Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane
Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain
Too late, you're on your own
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself
Too son to give up hope
I'm too young to stop believing in myself
I'm losing control
Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane
Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain
Granted, the rules are yours but I don't want to follow them
It's up to me whether to give in
I've always been and still remain as free as I choose to be
I sacredly decide
Not what you say or do; not what you want me to
I'm walking out and I'm never giving in again
You're losing control
Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane
Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain
Too late, you're on your own
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself