The anger The sheets are cold I’m fingering on We carry on alone inside an empty bed My head and thoughts are filled with clouds Don’t talk so loud, whisper now I get so tired of the anger and the tears there are no stopping them You better love me I better love her You better love him We better love them (2x) You’re on your way now aren't you babe No need to say I’ll make it there someday I know I Will you love me if I cry? Will you say hi The day I’ll die? I get so tired of the anger and the tears there are no stopping them You better love me I better love her You better love him We better love them