Lately, I've been doing some thinking,Trying to work out what went wrong,Seems to me I’ve been putting up with you for way too long,So I'm picking up and moving on.I’m hitting the road,Out on my own,Deleting your number from my phone,Gonna learn to be happy,Just like I used to be,Before I let you bring me down,No more excuses,Or needing to prove that,I’m good enough as I am,I’m taking off, I’ve had enough,Oh, I’m hitting the road, I’m hitting the road.
I can't believe it took me so long,Just to see the hold you had on me,But now it’s like I can breathe,Nobody to answer to but me,And that’s how it’s meant to be,Finally doing’ this, finally free!I’m hitting the road,Out on my own,Deleting your number from my phone,Gonna learn to be happy,Just like I used to be,Before I let you bring me down,No more excuses,Or needing to prove that,I’m good enough as I am,I’m taking off, I’ve had enough,Oh, I’m hitting the road, I’m hitting the road.

Everywhere I go,And everything I do,It’s like I've been looking,Looking for you.
I didn't really know,I didn't really care,But it’s like you had all the answers,The who, the when, the where.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained,The adventure where everything changed,The world had a way,Of leading me straight to you.
Anywhere I go,And anything I do,Just doesn't come close to how I feel,When I'm with you.
So I guess that in the end,It was always meant to be,I was made for you,And you were made for me.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained,The adventure where everything changed,The world had a way,Of leading me straight to you.

When it rains it pours,And I feel like I've been drowning,Since you've been gone.I believed in love and happy endings,But that ended when it all went wrong.
Now in the dead of the night,The pain gets a little bit stronger,I spend a little longer thinking about you,And when the music plays,It don't hit in the same way,You took the soul from the song,And the words right outta my mouth.
When the cold wind blows,Without an arm to wrap around your shoulder,It feels a little colder than it did before.I wish I knew, if there was something I could do,To stop my mind reminding me you're not here no more.
Now in the dead of the night,The pain gets a little bit stronger,I spend a little longer thinking about you,And when the music plays,It don't hit in the same way,You took the soul from the song,And the words right outta my mouth.