GOLDEN STAIR MUSIC PUBLISHING
BMI # 9406741 02/20/2008
Writer & Composer Reshana Marie
The trunks loaded up, Tank’s full of gas, hands on the wheel, got my road map.
Just me and the night, who knows where I’ll end,
but I ain’t goin’ back, no never again.

What happened to the man you once were, so loving and tender. Was that just a game you played on me
to hear me say forever. Now your treatin’ me like property what gives you the right. No matter what I say or do, you’re just lookin’ for a fight.

I’d rather live in a cardboard box, sittin on the side of the road, then to stay in a cage with a monster there, who calls that cage a home, and boy your dang lucky that my daddy doesn’t know. if you have any sense at all, you’ll forget about me, just let me go.

Here comes my next exit, I could sure use a bite to eat, as I walk around I see your face in everyone I meet (echo "you’re following me") I hear your words replay in my head like a broken record, "girl your never gonna get a way and without me you are no one".

I’d rather live in a cardboard box, sittin’ on the side of the road, then to stay in a cage with a monster there who calls that cage a home, and boy your dang lucky that my daddy doesn’t know. if you have any sense at all, you’ll forget about me, just let me go

I keep thinkin about the last time I tried to go. You laughed in my face, threw out my suit case, and said "no one leaves me alone". Oh, but this time I am gone for good.

I’d rather live in a cardboard box, sittin’ on the side of the road, then to stay in a cage with a monster there who calls that cage a home, and boy your dang lucky that my daddy doesn’t know. if you have any sense at all, you’ll forget about me, just let me go.
Oh… oh let me go
Oh… oh… oh let me go