Let's say you're taking the first train out of here In that case I'd catch the last plane to where you are and meet you at the station (just to tell you)
I'm not a game for you to play I'm not a vehicle for you to ride on I'm not a hunter nor the pray I'm not dumb enough for you to fuck me up
There're more ideas Behind these eyes of mine That you could ever see Behind these shakes of mine
There's more flesh outside my skin
My soul is not separated From my arms From my head From my body From these legs that carried me so far away from you
I'm not a game for you to play I'm not dumb enough for you to fuck me up I'm not a vehicle for you to ride on No, we are equal.