Оригинален текст
I've got my eyes fixed on your picture
this finger's pressing mute
would you shut up for a moment?
i need to see the future
seems it's looking dim
i tried to shake you off but still you cling
i never wear your ring
the green stain's creeping down my finger
Wasn't there a thing
that i did that gave you pleasure?
wasn't there a thing
that i did that made you laugh?
And the hangman shakes his head
turns the hour glass and counts former wives former lives line up
then denounce me
People, it's my party
people, it's my house
it's me who makes the rules
if you cannot stand the heat
leave your grudges in the hall
it's me who makes the rules
I'm head of this table
all of you are mere projections
if i gave you false impressions
then that's just the way i am
what i say what i think
are two entirely diferent things
that's just the way i am