I never claimed to be something more than me
Your standards are something that I refuse to see
I will answer only to myself

So why don't you police someone else?

The place I call home isn't there anymore

With boards on the windows and locks on the door
So pick up the pieces that never once fit
Let this be the end of it.


Once you held a place for me
But now that I've left you went and gave up my seat

Don't expect me to share your visions of life
I'll take my chances somewhere else


The place I call home isn't there anymore
With boards on the windows and locks on the door
So pick up the pieces that never once fit

Let this be the end of it.

Give me the green light

To get on with my life
Pick up the pieces then roll the $#&@ing dice


Give me the green light
To get on with my life
Pick up the pieces then roll the $#&@ing dice


I live in exile of you
Your key no longer fits

Because the locks on my life are new.