歌手:Maria Mena
专辑:《Growing Pains》

作词 : Maria Mena
作曲 : Maria Mena/Martin Sjolie
Temper
Looks like a bomb went off
My side of the room
Simple
Say you fell and you hurt yourself
Pick up the glass I'll get the broom
You're tired it's time to realize
Were not wired the same and that is why
When we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
We talk like they talked Where I come from
We fight like they fought Where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home
Like the one I come from
Used to
Pity the lovers who claimed they'd grow apart
But lately
I've played with the thought of getting out
A brand new start
Cause I'm tired it's time to realize
Were not wired the same and that is why
When we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
We talk like they talked Where I come from
We fight like they fought Where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home
Like the one I come from