I’m tired of coloring outside of your lines just to get you to notice me I'm sick of screaming and crying and fighting so you focus on my sanity
I guess I don’t fit I’m not gonna wait around again for you to quit Telling me I’m handling this like a little kid Gonna protect myself just like you never did
If you want my heart, babe You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands I guess I got something that she don't have Not gonna let you take the final stab You broke my soul to pieces I was lying in the broken glass If you wanna break me down this bad You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
I took myself back, was my solution This song will be my retribution For everything you think you didn’t do And here I thought I’d lose
I guess I don’t care Driving with the wind it’s rolling all up in my hair I’ma let the desert come and dry up all my tears Gonna face my worst damn fears
It was a shift Yeah it hurt a little bit And if you want my heart, babe You’ll have to try a little harder than that
If you want my heart, babe You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands I guess I got something that she don't have Not gonna let you take the final stab You broke my soul to pieces I was lying in the broken glass If you wanna break me down this bad You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Cold dead hands You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands