All my life I heard calling it's clear to me
It does seem that you're stalling on my account
Don't be coy and don't be clever
Your tone of voice hints of holes and sugar coating

What's in store, so much more than I bargained for?
The bottom line, no is no, there's no pouting

So graciously said
So graciously said
So graciously said
So graciously

All my life I heard calling it's clear to me
It does seem that you're stalling on my account
Don't be coy and don't be clever
Your tone of voice hints of holes and sugar coating

So graciously said
So graciously said
So graciously said
So just say

That sound's dead, that sound's dead
That sound's dead, that sound's dead
That sound's dead, that sound's dead
That sound's dead, that sound's dead
That sound's dead

A half truth and half-hearted
Face that day with a trace of a conscience
It eases me to see I'm straight on the mark
So what's the point in a face that's full, heart that's hollow

So graciously said
So graciously said
So graciously said
So graciously

Face that day with a trace of
Face that day with a trace of