Well, you hoot and you holler and you make me mad
And Ive always been under your heel
Holy christ what a lousy deal
Now Im sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I aint 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 neighbours gonna take me for a ride
Burning my bridges
Moving at last
Girl Im leaving and Im burying the past
Gonna have peace now
You can be free
No one here will make a sucker out of me