There's something in the way that the words come out of your mouth.
They seem to come out so slow.
You're an dictionary without an ending,
The book that I like to read
Cause you are always in-between lies
We don't want to be a part of what you're up to.
So what are you? You're the good stuff
but we don't bother anymore so please just let us
There's something in the way that your stories break me
I feel that i really understand
You're a dream that i would like to sleep through
the page that i don't want to turn
Cause you are always in-between lies
We don't want to be a part of what you're up to
so what are you? You're the good stuff
but we don't bother anymore so please just let us out
What are you? You're the good stuff
We don't want to be a part of what you're up to