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