Well, you hoot and you holler and you make me mad
And I´ve always been under your heel

Holy Christ what a lousy deal
Now I´m sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain´t 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 neighbour´s gonna take me for a ride
Burning my bridges
Moving at last
Girl I´m leaving and I´m burying the past
Gonna have peace now
You can be free
No one here will make a sucker out of me