Well, you hoot and you holler and you make me mad
And i've always been under your heel
Holy christ what a lousy deal
Now i'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And i ain't gonna take it no more
Oh no no - walkin' out that door
Burning my bridges, cutting my tie
Once again i wanna look into the eye
Being myself
Counting my pride
No un-right neighbour's gonna take me for a ride
Burning my bridges
Moving at last
Girl i'm leaving and i'm burying the past
Gonna have peace now
You can be free
No one here will make a sucker out of me
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