Carl Norén - The Anger

The sheets are cold I'm fingering on
We carry on alone inside an empty bed
My head and thoughts are filled with clouds
Don't talk so loud, whisper now

I get so tired of the anger and
the tears there are no stopping them
You better love me
I better love her
You better love him
We better love them (2x)

You're on your way now aren't you babe
No need to say I'll make it there someday I know I
Will you love me if I cry?
Will you say hi
The day I'll die?

I get so tired of the anger and
the tears there are no stopping them
You better love me
I better love her
You better love him
We better love them