My Last Song

You can pull me down

But you can't hold me under

You can jerk me around

But you can't make me fall

You can push my buttons

But you can't make me back up

You can break me into pieces

But you'll never make me small

You can tell me a lie

But you can't make me believe it

You can get me high

But you can't make me fly

You can draw me a picture

But I choose what I choose to see

You can make a fool out of yourself

Taking care of making one of me

I'm leavin' some songs and a story that's not done

Words I never got to say, things that I said wrong

You can shine me on

But you can't make me glow

You can raise me like a son

But you can't make me grow

You can blow my cover

But you can't pass me over

You can jack with my spirit

But can't take my soul

I'm leavin' some songs and a story that's not done

All the photo finishes of races lost and won

You can turn me in

But you can't sell me out

You can talk me into sinnin'

But you can't tell me how

You can spread my ashes

Even celebrate my passin'

You fold, staple, mutilated me

But you never made me vow

I'm leavin' some songs and a story that's not done

Just in case I don't finish I skipped ahead and wrote this one.