Why don't you set me free
And if I ever want to take it back
You try to lie and hide it
Everyone around me thinks they know
Keep your hands off my door
I'd rather sleep on the floor
Nobody ever seems to understand
And do the best that I can
Have you ever looked at you
And if you are why am I standing next to you
I spin my wheels and try to figure it out
I think I'm having my doubts
And what you're going to do
There's nothing left for me to do
WRITERS
MICHAEL MILLER, ULLRICH HEPPERLIN, JASON MILLER, BEN MOODY