| Scratching at the surface / keep the conversation light
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| Lest I seem offensive / wouldn’t want to be ostracized
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| I don’t want approval for what I say
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| Only an honest reaction
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| All I get are looks of confusion
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| I guess I lost you somewhere along the way
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| I found out some time ago that people can live with their lies
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| Finding ways to bury bones in graves full of alibis
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| I don’t give a damn what anyone thinks
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| Every time I try to reveal the truth
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| All I get are blank expressions
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| I guess I lost you somewhere along the way
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| Bullshitting me, bullshitting you
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| To the point where no one cares
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| With everything so far away from where it ought to be
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| I guess it’s safer there
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| Who knows the difference any more
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| Is this how life is going to be from now on
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| I could never dance, so I guess I’ll take my chances
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| I’ve got nothing to hide
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| Good things come to those who want it, but no one likes what remains
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| Like the drudge that washed up from the ocean and spoiled your finest day
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| There, beneath the moon, you can only see the shadow
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| Of the sun from the other side
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| It seems the stars have blurred your vision
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| I guess I lost you somewhere along the way |