Tables Turn 가사

You packed your life up into boxes and what didn't fit you carried and the heavy things were left the city loves you it gives you oxygen and a little space to be filled with all the heavy things you make the mirror kisses like you once did at first it's cold but delicate then it reflects much more my focus now is on the small things since my glasses broke someone else should drive or i might not leave at all i'm not wasting loose change 'cause i'm changing falls for young things i'm not waiting on tables to turn 'cause i'm turning forgive me for all things i'm not disapproving if you got something to prove well then prove it falls without wings we've got something nothing else matters now does it forgive me for all things when you call