Angry کے بول

Moving, 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