Verse 1
The flowers look different
To how they did last week
The air's getting colder
With every word you speak
Chorus
You can never tell me what to do
You can never tell me what to say
I will never share your point of view
I will make it my own way
Verse 2
Let me crash into the ground
Without making a sound
Take me to hell and back
With the angel wings you found
Chorus x3