Lyrics

You fell for fame and its siren song
Like a kamikaze pilot with a death wish on
You made your name, bought a fancy car
Now you’re giving ultimata in a cocktail bar

I’m making my mind up
I’m making my mind up
I’ve made up my mind and you should know
I’ve let you go

Do What You Want

You call my name but your voice is shot
And you stagger like a zombie to the parking lot
You say there’ll never be another you
Now I’m hoping and I’m praying that this might be true

I’m making my mind up
I’m making my mind up
I’ve made up my mind and you should know
I’ve let you go

Do What You Want

This is not the life I want, the life I need, the life I choose
Find someone to take my place who never disagrees with you

Do What You Want

Composed, arranged and produced by Sodajerker.
Mastered by Jon Astley at Close To The Edge.
© 2010 Sodajerker. Some rights reserved.