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