Sorry I Can't Stick Around 歌词

I can't stop listening to the low hum of comprehension that this room makes. I think I could live here among the worksheets and dusty bookshelves, if they would have me. But I'm an insect, a blip on the radar. I don't mean anything and I deserve that. But I can't resist leaving question marks inside of your clenched fists. I can't teach you to want me to teach you, but I would love to try.