Lyrics

Still have your dress and your jeans
Still have the gift you made me
In the same drawer as my passport
It's a perfect cold war

I hope you are happy now
I hope you're happy in the end

Tell me where to put the anger
Tell me where to put the anger

Lay your hands on my head
Like a sister would
When I've reached the end of myself
Your absence feels like hell

It's a kiss in the garden
It's Brutus among the assassins
It's not knowing if you gave the money back
And never said a word

Tell me where to put the anger
Tell me where to put the anger
What a curse it is to remember
Tell me where to put the anger

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh