Empty your room
on teenage thoughts now
You said: make your choice
Make an independent decision
I put a hand then
against your warm skin
You said: close your door
We have something to straighten out
You stood there with your knife
Next to your German car
You cut my cold life
Enlisted for a war
You stole my gaze
You went your own way
You said: There are small tricks
That make people mean well
And the songs I've heard
And the movies I saw
Were the wildest things I've done
But nothing was as big
as when
You stood there with your knife
Next to your German car
You cut my cold life
Enlisted for a war