Free

I don't like using other people's work to express my feelings.

Well, I RARELY like using other people's work to express my feelings. But songs normally manage to capture only majority of what I'm feeling at that time. This one, however, captures it all when I talk about how I'm over HIM. So I'll leave you with this. Much love.

It's like a faded.
Just like the curtains in the sun.
Just like the clouds I'm falling from.
I let you change me
Down to the colour of my hair
'Til I can't find me anywhere.

So I'm punching out walls
And tearing down paper.
Cutting my bangs, yeah,
Sooner than later.
I'm selling my soul right back to Jesus.
Taking up hope and giving up weakness.
Untangling the strings,
I'm free, yeah.
I'm free, yeah.

I'm feeling better
Now that your stuff's out in the yard.
I should send God a thank-you card
'Cause he'll forgive me
Even if you never do.
I never did look good in blue.

So, I'm punching out walls and
Tearing down paper.
Cutting my bangs, yeah,
Sooner than later
I'm selling my soul right back to Jesus
Taking up hope and giving up weakness
Untangling the string
I'm free, yeah.
I'm free, yeah.
I'm free, yeah.
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I'm free, yeah.

I'm feeling better
Now that your stuff's out in the yard.

-- Free by Jann Arden