I Know

So be it, Iím your crowbar If thatís what I am so far Until you get out of this mess And I will pretend That I donít know of your sins Until you are ready to confess But all the time, all the time Iíll know, Iíll know And you can use my skin To bury secrets in And I will settle you down And at my own suggestion, I will ask no questions While I do my thing in the background But all the time, all the time Iíll know, Iíll know Baby-I canít help you out, while sheís still around So for the time being, Iím being patient And amidst this bitterness If youíll just consider this-even if it donít make sense All the time-give it time And when the crowd becomes your burden And youíve early closed your curtains, Iíll wait by the backstage door While you try to find the lines to speak your mind And pry it open, hoping for an encore And if it gets too late, for me to wait For you to find you love me, and tell me so Itís ok, donít need to say it. Back To Site