
(chorus)
I'm in the hideout, no doubt, hear you shout, keep it low
I took a wrong turn, bad burn, slow to learn, and
there's no where to go
Oh no no no
Nowhere to go
Been an East Coast, West
Coast, Midwest girl,
But there's no place left to hide
Sick of your voice mails, emails, tellin' tales
And I will not compromise
(chorus)
Time to break out, shake
out, fake you out
And now the table's turned
Dragged down the back road, dirt road, gravel road
But still I'm quite concerned
(chorus)
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
(Barb sings a round here)
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go