| Sick of guessing what's behind your eyes | |
| I ask for truth and all i get is lies | |
| The shrinking violet in your flacid mind | |
| Thinks he's cool but all you do is whine | |
| And now you stand there and demand your half | |
| When i have given to you all you have | |
| Don't make me laugh at that demo play | |
| You're sick and tired of my clever word play | |
| You find it hard doing things my way | |
| You've done your part so tell me why do you stay | |
| I assume your silence is a foil for rage | |
| You can't find words even at your age | |
| The space between us is the cloak you wear | |
| To hide your feelings oh you just won't dare | |
| To reveal the visage that's behind your mask | |
| We have the answers but you just won't ask | |
| Don't make me laugh at that passion play | |
| You're sick and tired of my clever word play | |
| You find it hard doing things my way | |
| You've done your part so tell me why do you stay | |
| Now i pick up the entrails of another dead affair | |
| I assume the mantle that i knew you could not wear | |
| You never had the confidence to leave yourself exposed | |
| To the gaze of the tiny minds it's my mission to explode | |
| Is this more like it can you get into the groove | |
| Or are you paralysed still too scared to move | |
| You are naked you are rooted to the spot | |
| I am the walrus and it's clear that you are not |