Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor.
God only knows what we’re fighting for
All that I say, you always say more
I can’t keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can’t breathe.
So I won’t let you lose enough to hurt me…
No, I wont ask you, you to just desert me.
I can’t give you, what you think you gave me. It’s time to say goodbye, to turning tables.
