Sit backnCould say many thingsnAnd time is tickingnWhere we're at is an actnAnd I sense that something's missingnnWe're just like this songnI only understand it three weeks after it's donenI only risk looking at you when you're not looking at mennI don't want you to struggle to say the right thingnAll I want from you is your truthnYour truth so that I can give you minenSo that I can give you mine, toonnI could smile and ask you questionsnNot let you know what’s really on my mindnI could hold all the darkness back for younBut what kind of favour is that to you?nnSit backnCould say many thingsnAnd time is tickingnWhere we're at is an actnAnd I sense that something's missingnnI could leave you to wondernAbout the lady and her pedestalnI could be some empty dollnOr I could show younHow I'm ugly and I'm beautifulnAnd you could show menHow you're ugly and you're beautifulnn'Cause I can be so many things, many thingsnAnd you can too so many things, anythingnAnd I want you to tell me, to tell me everythingnEverything anything, everythingn'Cause I want more of your truthnYour truthnGimme, gimme your truthnYour truthnAnd I'll give you minenAnd I'll give you mine, too