Is this the place that I want to be
Is it you who I want to see
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And you´re leaving me, yeah you´re leaving me
you´re leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a comin´ here and standing in this state
And I´m never really sure if you´ll take what I´m saying the right way
But I´m not appalled or afraid verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that´s sittin´ in the back
It isn´t me
Oh, no, no, no it isn´t me
I´m more at home in my galaxie
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don´t do because of you
And I´ll take a left and I´ll second
guess into a total mess
And you´re leaving me
And you´re leaving me
you´re leaving me with a hated identity
No no no no it isn´t me

No no no no it isn´t me
No it isn´t me
I´m more at home in my galaxie