He'd make her feel so alone freezing stone cold
He'd make her feel so tiny she'd never stand tall
He'd speak another language a language she don't know
He's slipping on his grip losing control
She went and made a mistake but knows its not too late
The process of the healing cuz time will never wait
She starts to see the meaning the meaning of fate
When she tells him right to his face
You think your holding
But now I'm going
You aint controlling
Im leaving on my white horse
You think your holding
But now im going
You aint controlling
Im leaving on my white horse
Im leaving on my white horse
Im leaving on my white horse
Im leaving on my white horse
He'd make her feel like not enough would always act tough
He'd make her feel a little nautious when he tried to touch
She was thinking where is the exit now I've had enough
She tells him meet me by the circle come 8 o clock
You think your holding
But now im going
You aint controlling
Im leaving on my white horse
You think your holding
But now im going
You aint controlling
Im leaving on my white horse
Im leaviiiiiiinnnnnnnng
Im leaving on my white horse
Im leaviiiiiiiinnnnnnnng
Im leaving
Im leaving on my white horse