I Know

Apple Fiona

When The Pawn...

I Know

So be it, I'm your crowbar

If that's what I am so far

Until you get out of this mess

And I will pretend

That I don't know of your sins

Until you are ready to confess

But all the time, all the time

I'll know, I'll know

And you can use my skin

To bury secrets in

And I will settle you down

And at my own suggestion,

I will ask no questions

While I do my thing in the background

But all the time, all the time

I'll know, I'll know

Baby-I can't help you out, while she's still around

So for the time being, I'm being patient

And amidst this bitterness

If you'll just consider this-even if it don't make sense

All the time-give it time

And when the crowd becomes your burden

And you've early closed your curtains,

I'll wait by the backstage door

While you try to find the lines to speak your mind

And pry it open, hoping for an encore

And if it gets too late, for me to wait

For you to find you love me, and tell me so

It's ok, don't need to say it.