Who gave you exclusive right to be sad?
'Cause I'm not doing so well myself.
And when I should come around,

I really want to see you,
but I don't want to take the punishment
of knowing that my loyalty
serves only now to punish me
by knowing
I can't run away.

Who gave you fiat's grace to be angry
and gave me the word to keep mine inside?
Well, if I should come around,

I'm sure I really want to see you,
but I don't want to take the punishment
of knowing that my loyalty
is serving only now to punish me
by knowing I can't run away.