Comitted
Phillip E. Mitchell
Look at me baby
Look at you
You're in your white wedding dress
In a padded room
Look at you baby
Look at me
I traded my tuxedo in for a chance to be free
So while you savor every taste of wedding cake
I gotta car out back just for my great escape
I don't want to be committed to an institution
All my lifelong days
I don't want to be talking 'bout a revolution
When i want this my way
I got the radio blasting
I left that church behind
I got the wheels turning fast
And the sun in my eyes
I don't know where i'm going
Maybe i don't care
I'm doing both of us a favor
I hope you understand
And if you see it my way
Maybe we can talk sometime
Laughing over dinner
Saying, 'we were oh so blind'
And i don't need no therapy
To tell me how to be
I've got this feeling
Set on liberty