Breakaway

You never get tired of hearing yourself
Always know better than everyone else
Pick me apart like you've done from the start
I'm tired of it

I don't care about your arguments
I dont give a damn about your 2 cents
So put it in your pocket, don't care what you want to call it

Say whatever you want to
I can't hear you

I'm driving away
Full speed highway
Radio up
Singing to the songs you hate
I'm in the getaway
Four lane interstate
With every mile
I'm getting closer to the breakaway

I don't care what you tell your mom
About me
I don't care how you spin the story
I don't care what you tell your friends
Make me out to be the fool, well clearly I am
I don't care what you say to the next girl
I'm sure she's gonna get an earful
Tell her all about it, you can scream it, you can Shout it
Say whatever you want to
I can't hear you

I'm driving away
Full speed highway
Radio up
Singing to the songs you hate
I'm in the getaway
Four lane interstate
With every mile
I'm getting closer to the breakaway

I've listened to you long enough
The call isn't coming through, we're breaking up
Put the phone on mute, throw it on the seat
'Cause I don't give a damn what you have to say to me
I've listened to you long enough, the call isn't coming through
Honey you're breaking up
Put the phone on mute, throw it on the seat
'Cause I don't give a damn what you have to say to me

Say whatever you want to
I can't hear you

I'm driving away
Full speed highway
Radio up
Singing to the songs you hate
I'm in the getaway
Four lane interstate
With every mile
I'm getting closer to the breakaway



Credits
Writer(s): Amara Gilraine
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