You Don't Own The Road - The Kills

You don’t own the road boy

Better kick up a storm

You don’t own the big city lights

Better cop out your own

You don’t own the green pines,

The blue sky, or the smoke

You don’t own the dust in your

Big brown eyes when you keep them closed

Yeah, steal them back for me love

Oh yeah, steal them back for me love, oh yeah

You don’t own the road boy

And neither do I

You don’t own the big city lights

That make my eyes cry

You don’t own the green pines

So be careful where you lean

And when you’re lost under the blue sky

Look down and you’ll find me

Yeah, steal it back for me love

Oh yeah steal it back for me love, oh yeah

Come on over

If that’s the way you feel

When you’re lonesome steal it

Back when you’re lonely

Back when you’re lonely, back

You don’t own the sadness son

See the tide just comes in

Guilt is played on the violin

By those who never cared to sing

Yeah, steal it back for me love

Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love

Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love

Oh yeah, steal it back for me love, back for me love

Back for me love

Back for me love