Verse 1:
Stop trying to make me speak
I've already laid my heart down
At your feet
I wish you you'd just let me leave
Cut to black
Let each other grieve
I wish it wasn't about something we could learn
I wish we could run cold water over these burns
Chorus:
But it's my turn to get angry
I'm sorry if you're bruised
But you have left me empty
And now it's my turn to choose
It's my turn to call the shots
Don't tell me if I loved you
Or not
Verse 2:
And now you say: "It's all a pack of lies"
That my kind of love isn't love from your еyes
And you are certain that you gavе you more
Like that time, remember?
And that time before
Chorus:
But it's my turn to get angry
I'm sorry if you're bruised
But you have left me empty
And now it's my turn to choose
It's my turn to call the shots
Don't tell me if I loved you
Or not
Bridge:
The evergreens, our watchtowers
Beneath Tartan sheets
Squares of green and blue
Hours
Hours and hours
I counted and then forgot
We said that love would last forever
I said it quite a lot
Chorus:
But it's my turn to get angry
I'm sorry if you're bruised
But you have left me empty
And now it's my turn to head on home
Just 'cause the bed is empty
Doesn't mean that you're alone
It's my turn to call the shots
Don't tell me if I loved you
Or not