I drink so much coffee that my hands are shaking
My mind's doing cartwheels
It just keeps replaying the script that I've written
Damn good piece of fiction
But it's killing my dreams and it's clouding my vision
I don't take a breath and I don't take vacation
'Cause I'm too afraid, I might lose my place in line
But I've tried it your way and I'm paying the price
With my sanity and my family
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got dreams to chase
I'm a mother of three
I bend over backwards to keep the plate spinning
Keep up with the Joneses and high cost of living
And I water down my soul and I dumb down my lyrics
Get burned by the light every time I get near it, so
It's time that I let you go, yeah
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got songs to write
I'm a mother of three
Yeah
Oh, oh
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And I feel the weight
I'm a mother of three
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I drink so much coffee that my hands are shaking
My mind's doing cartwheels
It just keeps replaying the script that I've written
Damn good piece of fiction
But it's killing my dreams and it's clouding my vision
I don't take a breath and I don't take vacation
'Cause I'm too afraid, I might lose my place in line
But I've tried it your way and I'm paying the price
With my sanity and my family
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got dreams to chase
I'm a mother of three
I bend over backwards to keep the plate spinning
Keep up with the Joneses and high cost of living
And I water down my soul and I dumb down my lyrics
Get burned by the light every time I get near it, so
It's time that I let you go, yeah
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got songs to write
I'm a mother of three
Yeah
Oh, oh
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And I feel the weight
I'm a mother of three
My mind's doing cartwheels
It just keeps replaying the script that I've written
Damn good piece of fiction
But it's killing my dreams and it's clouding my vision
I don't take a breath and I don't take vacation
'Cause I'm too afraid, I might lose my place in line
But I've tried it your way and I'm paying the price
With my sanity and my family
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got dreams to chase
I'm a mother of three
I bend over backwards to keep the plate spinning
Keep up with the Joneses and high cost of living
And I water down my soul and I dumb down my lyrics
Get burned by the light every time I get near it, so
It's time that I let you go, yeah
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
I got songs to write
I'm a mother of three
Yeah
Oh, oh
It's time that I let you go
You took all you could from me
Up there in my head, living rent-free
With the devil and all his company
And I ain't got time for that, no
Go ahead, now let me be
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And I feel the weight
I'm a mother of three
Writer: Caitlyn Smith, Sam Ellis
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.