Freed
I look around at this town on a Saturday night
I wonder if they'll even notice that I'm
Not around in the morning
I wonder how long it'll take them to see
That I haven't been online too much this week
I wonder if anyone will call my phone
I wonder if long lost friends would show up to bid me goodbye
Bid me goodbye
I wonder if my ex lover would kiss me one very last time
Very last time
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
I look down at my hands on the steering wheel
Tears on my face cos this just don't seem real
But the stars in the sky will soon be a little bit closer
And I'm chugging vodka driving in my truck
Cos right now I simply do not give a fuck
In twenty minutes you see
I'll be a memory
And that's comfort to me
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
I'm sorry that I couldn't be
Who you want me to be
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
I wonder if they'll even notice that I'm
Not around in the morning
I wonder how long it'll take them to see
That I haven't been online too much this week
I wonder if anyone will call my phone
I wonder if long lost friends would show up to bid me goodbye
Bid me goodbye
I wonder if my ex lover would kiss me one very last time
Very last time
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
I look down at my hands on the steering wheel
Tears on my face cos this just don't seem real
But the stars in the sky will soon be a little bit closer
And I'm chugging vodka driving in my truck
Cos right now I simply do not give a fuck
In twenty minutes you see
I'll be a memory
And that's comfort to me
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
I'm sorry that I couldn't be
Who you want me to be
I hope they do my makeup nice
I hope those girls regret their lies about me
Hope they drown in the misery
And guilt and pain and greed
I hope my dog don't wait for me
At the back door with his lead
Hope my brother don't cry in the eulogy
But I need to be Freed
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Writer(s): Melissa Donnelly
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