Chains on the Cadillac

You bought a house on a hill

And a promise you couldn't keep

Told me you were waking up

But you only fell asleep

I keep the engine running

Just in case I find enough to bolt

But the driveway's a damn prison

Feels like every word you speak is salt

You got the gold watch and the smooth talk

And I got the heavy side

Watching all my wild ambitions

Gather dust and start to die

Oh, you put chains on the Cadillac

Locked the keys inside my head

Told me freedom was a myth

And that this lonely life was bread

But I hear the blues wailing

Screaming from the radio

And this cage you built for me

Is the first thing that's gotta go

You can buy the property

But you can't buy the soul I save

Gonna break these chains

And drive this dream right out of the grave

The windows are locked on a summer evening

And the air is getting thin

I'm a captive in your comfortable world

Paying for sin

I didn't begin, you talk about stability

In a future painted white

But your stability feels like a concrete shroud

In the cold moonlight

You don't own the road I came from

And you don't own the road I'll take

This nice façade is crumbling for freedom's precious sake

Oh, you put chains on the Cadillac

Locked the keys inside my head

Told me freedom was a myth

And that this lonely life was bread

But I hear the blues wailing

Screaming from the radio

And this cage you built for me

Is the first thing that's gotta go

You can buy the property

But you can't buy the soul I say

Gonna break these chains

And drive this dream right out of the grave

I'm trading this silk scarf for a leather whip

Gonna take back the wheel

Gonna feel the engine skip

The sound of metal snapping