Testo: Sebadoh. So Long.

If I'd had any sense, would it come to grips?
If I go on home, would I have stayed around so long? So
I don't know, I don't know

Pressing it to your lips
Threaten me with your fist
We're swimming out to sea
I think, I know how it will be

Oh, what I wanted
All I can have
Oh, what you wanted
All you can have

So you keep the change
You stay the same
And no one can tell