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You say I betray you
That I'm always changing
When all I really do
Is not stay true to your illusions
You phone & talk marriage
Cover up the mouthpiece
Cursing at your mother
Grumbling 'bout your dinner
I am not your possession
Not another toy for the boy
Weary of your direction
Tired of your desire to control
Honey, I've got tell you
It's like walking tightrope
I'm leaving your island
Built a ship of my own
I just want simple peace
So I say good bye, tatty bye