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