Letra da Música Comitted de 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