| The door was closed, but never locked |
| I was too afraid to underfall from you |
| You had a rope tied to my heart |
| Go anywhere and I would follow too |
| But time to change, don’t fight |
| I do what I want to do |
| Standing tall like I should |
| I got a new point of view |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Right all wrong, I got the right to choose |
| Stop calling, |
| Stop begging, |
| Stop whining, |
| Tides have turned |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |
| You spoke for me like you believe |
| That I belong to you |
| You told your friends it all depends |
| On whatever you want to do! |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Right all wrong, I got the right to choose |
| Stop calling, |
| Stop begging, |
| Stop whining, |
| Tides have turned |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |
| And you would change if you could |
| And you would grow like people should |
| And you would change if you could, if you could |
| And you would grow like people should, like people should |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Right all wrong, I got the right to choose |
| Stop calling, |
| Stop begging, |
| Stop whining, |
| Tides have turned |
| I could find my rhythm when you cut me loose, |
| Got a chip on my shoulder, got a lot to prove |