Turning Tables

Dear POS,

This some keeps replaying through my head...I wonder when I will finally be free of you....

Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only what we're fighting for
All that I say, I say more

I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under you thumb I can't breathe

I won't let you, close enough to hurt
No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you, what you think you give me
It's time to say good bye
To turning tables
To turning tables

Under haunted skies I see you
Where there was love, your ghost is found
I braved a hounred storms to leave
As hard as you try, no I'll never be knocked down

And I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb I can't breathe

I won't let you, close enough to hurt
No I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you what you think you gave me
It's time to say good bye to turning tables
To turning tables

Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
When the thunder calls for me

Next time I'll be braver,
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own to feet

I won't let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you, the heart you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye
To turning tables

To turning tables
To turning tables....

Middle Finger to the sky,
The bitch you love to hate