I like you
I'm just gonna wait for my cue
I'll be waiting here
It's the greenroom
I see through
Rose-colored glasses when I see you
And I'm in a state
Population of two
Fifteen minutes of fame
Your time is up now

You know me
My moves say what I believe,
What I mean
And now that I'm done,
Oh, what a relief
And if he won,
What could be

It's my turn
It's my turn
It's my turn
Well, it's my turn

You'll comply
I warn and look to the sky
Give a sigh
Then give up the gun
And dress all in white
But I'm removed
Violent with my point to prove
But it takes two
So, you stop to stare
As I'm escorted through
And if you cared,
You could've fooled…

It's my turn
It's my turn
It's my turn
Well, it's my turn

Your time is up
Your time is up now
Your time is up
Your time is up now
Your time is up
Your time is up now


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Green Room song meanings
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