You think I'm weak, defenseless and meek. You go to your gym, build a shell to hide in, and you call it strength.
You tell me what to do and that I'm too much. You think that caring bout nothing but you is what makes you tough.
Meanwhile, I'm working all day, cooking your meals, raising your kids, paying your bills, and I'm tired, baby, I'm tired,
Tired of giving everything, tied of hoping things might change. Tired of being less than I know I can be. Tired of working all the time, tired of never getting mine. I'm tired of driving from the back seat.
You cash the checks, and take all the praise, You make the rules, then kick off your shoes at the end of your day.
But honey that ain't the end, my days never done. I keep running circles to please everyone and I'm tired, baby, I'm tired,
Tired of giving everything, tired of hoping things might change, tired of being less than I know I can be. Tired of working all the time, tired of never getting mine. I'm tired of driving from the back seat.
I'm taking the wheel, taking my place, raising my voice, I'm finding my strength
Tired of giving everything, tired of hoping things might change, tired of being less than I know I can be. Tired of working all the time, tired of never getting mine. I'm tired of driving from the back seat.