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