Free

It’s like a faded

Just like the curtains in the sun

Just like the clouds I’m falling from

I let you change me

Down to the colour of my hair

Till I can’t find me anywhere

Chorus

So I’m punching out walls

And tearing down paper

Cutting my bangs, yeah, sooner than later

I’m selling my soul right back to Jesus

Taking up hope and giving up weaknesss

Untangling the strings

I’m free, yeah

I’m free, yeah

I’m feeling better

Now that your stuff’s out in the yard

I should send God a thank-you card

Cause he’ll forgive me

Even if you never do

I never did look good in blue

Chorus

So I’m punching out walls

And tearing down paper

Cutting my bangs, yeah, sooner than later

I’m selling my soul right back to Jesus

Taking up hope and giving up weakness

Untangling the strings

I’m free, yeah

I’m free, yeah

I’m free, yeah

I’m free, yeah

I’m feeling better

Now that your stuff’s out in the yard