And this necklace of question marks
Beautifully framing your face
As you walk through the tunnel
Closer to something
Turning back home after 15 years
And it seems
That perhaps you will miss them
Now no one is watching
Crossing the river
To see those familiar faces
Took a picture and said
It was good to document
With a laughing crowd
Pointing fingers and whispering
For the goodbye of them you can
Do what the fuck you please
A fork and a knife
Sit straight
Smile for old times' sake
For all goodbyes
For heaven's sake, shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Sit straight, smile, shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Cool your feet in the ocean
And think for a moment
It could always be something
But it's not really worth it
It's a well written story
With all the ingredients
How the mean witch called you
To say you were nothing
Now she sleeps in a box
In the good soil of Denmark
Now she sleeps in a box
In the good soil of Denmark
A truth and a lie
Shut your mouth
For old times' sake
For all goodbyes
For heaven's sake, shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Sit straight, smile, shut your mouth
Shut your mouth, now shut it!