Ain't Paintin' This Door

There's bridges I've crossed
And ones I've burned
Every fork in the road
I made a turn
A dead end street
Is a lesson learned
And where I have been
Ain't your concern
Don't judge me by my past
I don't live there no more
I built this house
With my bare hands
With steel beams and boards
Don't you come stomping
Up on my front porch
You might've painted
The town red
But you ain't paintin' this door
No GPS
I know where I am
The yellow brick road
Is God's plan
My ETA is TBD
And the fact of that
Don't bother me
Don't judge me by my past
I don't live there no more
I built this house
With my bare hands
With steel beams and boards
Don't you come stomping
Up on my front porch
You might've painted
The town red
But you ain't paintin' this door
Between the lines
Ten and two
Doing what I got to do
Heed the signs
Tell the truth
Maybe best to tear off
That rearview
Don't judge me by my past
I don't live there no more
I built this house
With my bare hands
With steel beams and boards
Don't you come stomping
Up on my front porch
You might've painted
The town red
But you ain't paintin' this door
Yea ain't paintin' this door