I'll be your fantasy, but I won't be your property Love you eternally, but I'll never be your property Love from me's not guaranteed Just because you think I'm property I can love you totally and still not be your property
Every girl and boy wants to grow up to be loved someday And you can't wait to give your heart away But it's like worship in their eyes walking down the aisle When you slip on that ring, they start to treat you like a thing, yeah
I call it slavery when you call someone your property Don't waste your vanity, I will never be your property
Something wonderful happens when people fall in love Your happiness is all they're thinking of But it's like "anything you say" 'til the wedding day When they get it in ink, they start to tell you what to think, yeah
Darkest day in history when someone invented property Cause of our misery is the constant lust for property
Since god began it, we've been dividing up the planet When you see something you want it You've got to put your name tag on it And we go on carving, meanwhile half the world is starving It's a crime .. hands off what is mine!
Take all you can 'til you slam on the parking brake And you need space to make your own mistakes But it's like "I won't hold you back" 'til the bags are packed Then they're struttin' about like they own you inside out
I call it slavery (you can't make me a slave), when you call someone your property Don't waste your vanity (don't be so vain), I will never be your property Darkest day in history (why did you have to do a thing like that) when someone invented property Cause of our misery (misery, misery) is the constant lust for property