Boundaries

I drew a line in the dirt, boots planted, heart unhurt,

This small town taught me how to stand tall, not fall apart.

Mama said, 'Girl, don’t let ‘em steal your peace,'

Don’t let ‘em waste your time or talk down to your dreams.

I got my own rules, my own keys,

Ain’t nobody gonna walk all over me.

I got boundaries, baby, like a white-picket fence,

You can knock all you want, but you won’t get in,

I’m loving myself, I’m holding my ground,

If you can’t respect me, you can turn right around.

I won’t settle for half-love or one-sided games,

If you want my heart, you gotta know my name.

Money or time, I won’t let you take,

What I worked so hard for, I won’t let you break.

I got boundaries, baby, like a white-picket fence,

You can knock all you want, but you won’t get in,

I’m loving myself, I’m holding my ground,

If you can’t respect me, you can turn right around.

So here’s to the girls with their boots in the clay,

Drawing their lines, making their own way,

Raise a glass, sing it loud, let the world see,

A high-value woman, wild and free.

I drew a line in the dirt, boots planted, heart unhurt,

This small town taught me how to shine, how to assert.

With every step, I’m claiming my space,

In this beautiful life, I’m finding my grace.