Held up by the enumerable fascination with another's life
I'm amused by all the unmasking
And the disguise that blooms out from the source
So trace it back
There are so very many reasons for a mask
So speak to me, I'll tell the truth
So speak to me, don't you want to
Could you take that off and stand in front of me in the nude
Would you come outside in an uncomfortable deluge
And we won't worry about what may be underneath us
Tell me the worst it could be
I've seen everything I need to know about you
Like knowing what is down beneath another's skin and bones; the source
Like fading away until the only thing that's left inside is true
Like holding your heart full
F*ck the world and f*ck all the wrongs, we'll make it right
Could you take that off and stand in front of me in the nude
Would you come outside in an uncomfortable deluge
And we won't worry about what may be underneath us
Tell me the worst it could be
Nothing could break this apart