You Don't Own Me Anymore

Twenty-two and wearing white. Thought I had my whole life right. High school sweetheart's

the perfect dream. At least that's how it seemed. Eleven years of playing house,

living as quiet as a mouse. Till one day, the dream was shattered, and I didn't matter.

And now I'm breaking through the silence, burning down these paper walls. I found my voice

inside the ruins. No more answering your calls. This isn't where my story ends.

I'm stronger than before. You lost your hold and now I'm free. You don't own me

anymore. I stood my ground and left your ring, right next to your empty pleas.

The girl you stole is fighting back. Now she rises on the attack. She won't take no