You did not choose this;
you simply got framed
No need to take this
or to leave here ashamed

So, he handed you keys
you need your feathers more
drag them down through the sewers
and fly right off the shore

Reach higher grounds
green grass grows yonder
you'll feel out of bounds
and still you will ponder

what interest I have
what's in it for me
there must be a snag
some payment, some fee

But listen, my love,
all I want is your key
and for no other cause,
but of you being free

Leave this to me
you're free to leave this to me
you're free to leave this
you're free to leave
you're free