Shut Up

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