Try to tell me what I shouldn't do. You should know by now. I won't listen to you. Walk around with my hands up in the air. Cause I don't care. . Cause I'm alright, I'm fine.
I want a Jet Black Cadillac, everybody looking back. Checking out my ride, trying to get inside. But I go too fast, I make it last. Never gonna get this boy off track.
Exiled and pushed away, lost in time, always I'll be. This bitter person who's stuck right here disillusioned. Don't stand by if you don't like what you see.