Lyrics

This white good ‘ole boy
Sittin’ on a box and tuggin’ at the strings
“He don’t mean no harm” but why would he lie and manipulate
He takes from this and he points to that
And says we imagined everything, yeah

It’s ok to think for yourself
When the change the rules think for yourself and hold the line
The gaslight has gone down, it’s not just in your head and you don’t
Owe them anything at all.

These white good ‘ole boys
Walking in the crowd and throwing quite the fit
Doin’ what their daddies done
Putting on a mask and loading up their guns
And that’s the end of my empathy
For all the damage being done, yeah,

It’s ok to think for yourself,
When they change the rules think for yourself and hold the line
The gaslight has gone down, it’s not just in your head and you don’t
Owe them anything at all.

No, you don’t owe them anything at all
Making us feel crazy
(Ingrid, you’re not crazy after all the gaslight has gone out)
That’s what they want
(Ingrid, you’re not crazy after all the gaslight has gone out)
But we’re not crazy
(Ingrid, you’re not crazy after all the gaslight has gone out)
For pushing back with all our might and all our heart..

This white good ‘ole boy
Sitting on his throne and tugging at the strings
You say “He don’t mean no harm”
You’re kidding yourself if you believe

He takes from this and he points to that
And says we imagined everything..

He takes from this and he points to that
And says we imagined everything..

He takes from us and he points to them
And says we imagined everything…

He’ll take from you and point to me,
And say we imagined everything.