You can’t tame me, you can’t change me. You better not even try.
I’ve been on this road quite a while, and I haven’t changed my mind. I spend my days dreaming about where I want to be. What I’ve seen so far is, I’m capable of anything.
They told me it didn’t rain in Texas, but that’s not what I ever saw.
Meth passed around like breakfast, I thought I’d seen it all.
They tie you up, they take your soul, with your eyes wide shut.
It was all a game to me, it was not what I planned to be. I packed my car and left his truck, and headed down to Florida.
You can’t tame me, you can’t change me, you better not even try.
These deep dark blue innocent eyes, will only do what’s right. Before you know it, I’ll be gone, and you just wasted time.
Gainesville Nashville Atlanta Nebraska, Denver Sedona back down to the West Coast.
I’m not running, I’m only finishing what I started long ago.
Like I said before, you can’t stop me – you can only tag along. California is my home; the only place that I belong.