Let me talk to you, See that light bulb does something too you,

 

See that light bulb does something too you,

Makes it a little harder to tell a lie dont it?

Makes it difficult to run and hide dont it?

Tell the truth to me, the good truth to me.

Come close to me if thats you,

I want to see the truth in those beautiful eyes

The lies...

No wonder why theres no mirrors on these walls no more,

You can't tell me why you're so terrified of beautiful.

 

Scared of the good more than the evil

 

Scared of the light more than the dark

 

Scared of the truth so much more than the lies