How many times do I have to try to tell you
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
This kind of trouble's only just begun
to keep your big mouth shut?
That keep on falling from your mouth
I may be mad, may be blind,
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you
And I've heard it said too many times,
you'd be better off, besides,
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
This is the book I've never read
These are the words I've never said
This is the path I'll never tread
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears, the tears we shed
This is the fear end, this is the dread end
These are the years that we've spent
And this is what they represent
Cause I don't think you know
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what
You don't know what I feel
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