You got a lot of nerve To tell me I don't deserve to be happy anymore And I can only say that I'm sorry so many times Before my throat and lungs get sore And I promise you, that this time, I will be quiet And you don't you dare run your mouth off again About where I belong, In this hell that is your plan 'Cause I've kept my fingers crossed enough for one lifetime And my hands get sorer every day And it's time I made demands And I promise you, that this time, I will be quiet I'd loved you dearly if you dared You were my girl with sunshine in your hair Breathing in the very air from my lungs The very air from my lungs And if keepin' my mouth shut, means I get to stay Then I'll sew my lips close at the start of every day This body is your property, of that make no mistake If you don't turn around again, I'm bound to close the gate And I promise you, that this time, I will be quiet