My freedom, I’ve got my freedom (my freedom)
I’m here to love the one I really want
Like everybody else around I’ve got
Swallowing my pride struggling to stay alive
Your love, because of your love
I’m looking like power cause I know how to hide
The scars and the hours I pretend to be fine
Your love, because of your love
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Vackra pojkar, vackra män
Jag tänkte på vackra män
Vackra pojkar, vackra män
Jag borde väl tänkt på nåt annat men,
Jag tänkte på vackra män
She says that people stare ’cause we look so good together
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ve seen this girl on the tv
See this girl in the mall
I see pictures in my head
Of my head between their legs
So we’re okay
We’re fine
Baby I’m here to stop your crying
Jag är inte fri
Men även om jag var det
Skulle jag gjort allt
på samma sätt igen
I think I’m done with the sofa
I think I’m done with the hall
I think I’m done with the kitchen table, baby