Weighing that silver there with your hands
In no position to make demands
Got what you wanted oh very nice
But every kiss must have a price

I´m gettin tired of being denied
Of sayin the same old things
And these tears ain´t gonna mend these broken wings
Red mood

All that I´ve witnessed
Hard to believe
I can still find it in me to be so naive
Cry on your pillow into the night
Coz saying you´re sorry won´t make it right

I´m gettin tired of, being denied
Of things getting in my way
And if I´m quiet that´s cos there´s nothing left to say
And if I´m quiet that´s cos there´s nothing left to say

Red moon
Red moon
Red moon
Red moon