You (plural) tell me that I'm wrong and that I'm blind
And that this is gonna be a road with no return
You tell me, that one day I may cry bitterly
But this is my life, my throw of the dice
I do what I feel, say what I think
I am responsible for myself
It is my choice, that's what I want
I chose it, I decided so
No one can tell me what to do
No one can tell me how to live
It is my choice
You tell me that he is mocking me, that he doesn't love me
That he says bad things about me behind my back
You tell me that I'm gonna regret it and it'll be too late
But this is my life, my throw of dice...
It is my choice, that's what I want...