angry

Moving out, moving out

Said too many things to shout

Had enough of you

And the things in life you choose to do

Could\'ve been beautiful

But everything is growing cold

This is now, when i grow old

You know it makes me very angry

And i never get so angry

Taking back what was mine

At least i thought so at the time

Everything changes

And i don\'t know what was there before

Something should be there

But i have known and i don\'t know

This is now, when i grow old

You know it makes me very angry

And i never get so angry

This is the last time

I\'ll take this from you

This is the last time

I\'ll take this from you