I'll be your fantasy, but I won't be your property

Love you eternally, but I'll never be your property

Love from me's not guaranteed

Just because you think I'm property

I can love you totally and still not be your property



Every girl and boy wants to grow up to be loved someday

And you can't wait to give your heart away

But it's like worship in their eyes walking down the aisle

When you slip on that ring, they start to treat you like a thing, yeah



I call it slavery when you call someone your property

Don't waste your vanity, I will never be your property



Something wonderful happens when people fall in love

Your happiness is all they're thinking of

But it's like "anything you say" 'til the wedding day

When they get it in ink, they start to tell you what to think, yeah



Darkest day in history when someone invented property

Cause of our misery is the constant lust for property



Since god began it, we've been dividing up the planet

When you see something you want it

You've got to put your name tag on it

And we go on carving, meanwhile half the world is starving

It's a crime .. hands off what is mine!



Take all you can 'til you slam on the parking brake

And you need space to make your own mistakes

But it's like "I won't hold you back" 'til the bags are packed

Then they're struttin' about like they own you inside out



I call it slavery (you can't make me a slave),

when you call someone your property

Don't waste your vanity (don't be so vain),

I will never be your property

Darkest day in history (why did you have to do a thing like that)

when someone invented property

Cause of our misery (misery, misery)

is the constant lust for property