Son, you never really have to show;
Lovers, what they don't really need to know.
I favor sincerity;
But somewhere it just occurred to me,
that you got more to gain from a lie.
Yeah, you got less to lose if you deny
the simple truth
ringing in my ear
begging to be let out;
So let me down.
Lovers, why do we seek security?
Stuck in the rhythm of the weak?
I found ways to pacify before,
But I for one am craving something more;
So I'll keep running back,
begging to be let down.
But everytime you give in you sell yourself
and cycle back again.
We all want to know,
Will these words hold? [x3]
Will these words hold? [x2]
But everytime you giving in you sell yourself
and circle cycles back again.