These hickeys hit me head-on, but they didn't leave a bruise
And I stare at my ceiling thinking 'bout the color blue
Partial to my luck, dear, I have some sorry news
Someone just informed me I'll be wearing different shoes

'Cause God's got something out for me
My head's probably got a pretty fee
It's the price I pay for being me
'Cause we all know freedom isn't free

There's a tattoo that I'm wearing, but it didn't leave a mark
It's the way you say you love me, it's carved upon my heart
Sorry for us both, dear, I don't know where to start
They said that they can't help me and they wrote it on my chart

'Cause God's got something out for me
My head's probably got a pretty fee
It's the price I pay for being me
'Cause we all know freedom isn't free

Yeah, God's got something out for me!
My head's probably got a pretty fee
It's the price I pay for being me
'Cause we all know freedom isn't free