Hurt

You said the stars aligned but I've got money signs strapped to my back Like a target waiting attack You've got it all planned out but I know what you're all about Your hands are filthy and they smell like the greed of man Not just another day You picked the wrong girl to play I may be young but I'm not stupid so sorry to say You think I'll have regrets But you ain't done nothin' yet All you do is talk but I talk too and I say get away Away, away I feel your shackles 'round my wrists I want no part of this Away, away, away You stomped my soul into the dirt I'm gonna make you hurt I've heard these promises so often I have memorized the lines On this treasure map designed to confine You try to get to me by chopping down my family tree Well this apple doesn't fall too far If I made pie I'd let you starve All of the lies you spit Can't take much more of it You can dangle all your carrots but I won't be taken in I see the traps you lay So I'll find a better way My skin is thick enough to turn around and walk away Away, away I feel your shackles 'round my wrists I want no part of this Away, away, away You stomped my soul into the dirt I'm gonna make you hurt I've seen this show before So I'm headed for the door This little song bird's gonna spread her wings and fly away Away, away I feel your shackles 'round my wrists I want no part of this Away, away, away You stomped my soul into the dirt I'm gonna make you hurt Away, away I feel your shackles 'round my wrists I want no part of this Away, away, away You stomped my soul into the dirt I'm gonna make you hurt