Åpen Bok - Siri Nilsen

For hvert et glass jeg tok kunne du bla meg som en åpen bok

Du spurte og fikk svar, jeg skjønte litt for sent hva planen var

Jeg var blind og raus, du bare smilte lurt og holdt deg taus

Jeg kunne like godt ha gitt deg

Nøklene til huset mitt

Latt deg le av sorgen inni hjertet mitt

Vist deg alle likene i skapet mitt

Latt deg se meg føde første barnet mitt

Jeg sa for mye til deg, når skal jeg lære å begrense meg?

Jeg ga deg mer ann alt, jeg tar tilbake alt jeg har fortalt

Helst aldri tenk på meg, glem hva jeg het og alt jeg sa til deg

Jeg skulle aldri ha gitt deg

Nøklene til huset mitt

Latt deg le av sorgen inni hjertet mitt

Vist deg alle likene i skapet mitt

Latt deg se meg føde første barnet mitt

Du visste hva du ville ha, du så ditt snitt

Til å ta det du ville ta, men det blir aldri ditt

For every glass I took you could browse me like an open book

You asked and got an answer, I realized a little too late what the plan was

I was blind and generous, you just smiled wisely and kept quiet

I might as well have given you

The keys to my house

Let you laugh at the sorrow inside my heart

Showed you all the corpses in my closet

Let me see you give birth to my first child

I said too much to you, when should I learn to limit myself?

I gave you more than anything, I take back everything I have told you

Preferably never think of me, forget what my name was and everything I said to you

I should never have given you

The keys to my house

Let you laugh at the sorrow inside my heart

Showed you all the corpses in my closet

Let me see you give birth to my first child

You knew what you wanted, you saw your cut

To take what you wanted to take, but it will never be yours