Wildewoman

Her eyes are light and clear

And fearless like Chicago winds in the winter time

And her hair is never quite in place

And the knees in her jeans have seen better days

And she's no beauty queen but you love her anyways

She's a wildewoman

Oh, she's gonna find another way back home

It's written in her blood, oh, it's written in her bones

Yeah, she's ripping out the pages, she's ripping out the pages in your book

Oh, she's gonna find another way back home

It's written in her blood, oh, it's written in her bones

Yeah, she'll only be bound, bound by the things she chooses

Her smile is sneaky like a fiery fox

It's that look that tells you she's up to no good at all

And she'll say whatever's on her mind

They're unspeakable things and she'll speak them in vain

And you can't help but wish you had bolder things to say

She's a wildewoman

Oh, she's gonna find another way back home

It's written in her blood, oh, it's written in her bones

Yeah, she's ripping out the pages, she's ripping out the pages in your book

Oh, she's gonna find another way back home

It's written in her blood, oh, it's written in her bones

Yeah, she'll only be bound, bound by the things she chooses

Yeah, she'll only be bound, bound by the things she chooses

Oh, we're gonna find another way back home

It's written in our blood, oh, it's written in our bones

Yeah, we're ripping out the pages, we're ripping out the pages in your book

Oh, we're gonna find another way back home

It's written in our blood, oh, it's written in our bones

Yeah, we'll only be bound, bound by the things we choose

Yeah, we'll only be bound, bound by the things we choose

Oh, we'll only be bound, bound by the things we choose

Oh, we'll only be bound, bound by the things we choose

Oh, we'll only be bound by the things we choose