The last day of this song prompt goes to “Turnimg Tables” by Adele.
“Turning Tables” – Adele
Turning the tables, you say you want more,
I’m tired of your haze, your noxious mean gaze.
So I’m turning the tables, with heart fire I raze.
I won’t let you hurt me, make my soul pour,
As a bag of sand, my soul won’t be torn.
I won’t ask, “Desert me;” you deserted first,
Won’t be, ‘neath your thumb, you can’t slake my thirst.
Turning tables, your game playings no more.
Braving fierce storms, I’ll escape forever,
I’ll save myself, return to you never.
I’m a survivor, I’ll build my new life,
No turning tables on me, your best ex-wife.
Get out of my home, you’re not mine at all,
I’ll turn you outside, your morals appall.
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