歌词
I'd sit on my hands if it'd do any good
Cause what i do is not what i should
And i always say that i'm a stand-up guy
Which implies that i can walk as well
The eighth ring of hell is full of flatters(?) and pandas
I'm one or both, although it hardly matters
Cause when i leave i'm gonna catch fire
In a terrible sky that from far away
Lights up the walls of your new kitchen
While you're busy knitting and forgetting
And now i guess it's time to say so long
But i'm not sure that i'm saying goodbye, goodbye
I'm saying goodbye (x2)
But i still want to try, i just can't decide
I don't want to leave
I miss your hands and your little feet
For several times, i've been driven to cheat upon you
That's more than enough, there's just one thing to do