I will not lie if you ask what I'm thinking,
but I might not say what you want to hear.
It's a frivolous gesture to reach out and grab you just as you're turning and walking away, and not so revealing as holding you near.
Why don't you care that I feel what I'm feeling?
Why can I never just fucking ignore the myriad characters selling their stories to everyone everywhere willing to pay?
How could you ask me for anything more?
Forsake these eyes; they never see truth where it lies, so patiently waiting in vain to be seen.
And I want you to feel the emptiness there when you call and I just don't appear, and all that could be here is painfully clear.
I don't know how to stand here in the corner,
pretending that nothing could quell my delight;
Pretending that I notice anyone else in the room,
And you know that it's true, so don't lie.
I play along just as anyone might.
Don't think that just because I can be honest,
and just because I wish for something to love,
that I'm not aware of the smallest intention,
you're not going to fool me, don't even try.
I know the mystery this is made of.
Forsake these eyes; they never see truth where it lies, so patiently waiting in vain to be seen.
And I want you to feel the emptiness there when you call and I just don't appear, and all that could be here is painfully clear.
Forsake these eyes; they never see truth where it lies, so patiently waiting in vain to be seen.
And I want you to feel the emptiness there when you call and I just don't appear, and all that could be here is painfully clear.
(c) 2016 Ryan David Orr/Everybody Everywhere Music (ASCAP)
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