Il testo della You ain't callin' the shots

You ain't calling the shots anymore, 'cause i don't care anymore,

For you anymore, or me.

Wasted, lying, tired of trying and i can't seem to see a thing worth my life anymore,

My soul's left the floor and he's left it all to me.

And your gods don't know when, your gods don't know when,

But i hope they keep your dirty little tricks from

And there are things that i cannot say, 'cause he/ she (?) don't care anymore,

The bones hit the floor and you've run away.

Wasted, lying, tired of trying and i can't seem to see a thing worth my life anymore,

My soul's left the floor and i guess he left it all to me.

And your gods don't know when, your gods don't know when,

But i hope they keep your dirty little tricks from me.