You know you dont have to tell me
What it is makes a man angry
But what you do have to tell me
What it is that you think there is to laugh about
Standing here waiting for an explanation
Seems like a waste of time
Try to see how much you can get away with
You might get away with anything youd say
I dont know your mind

You can take whats mine, you can share my bed
You can go where I go, you can cry when Im dead
But you dont get nothing til you tell me whats in
The back of your mind

Youre somebody special
Or I wont let you be with me
And I dont like to get angry
But its my habit of taking things seriously
I know what you do when Im not around you
To see youre doing right
I got evil in mind but I wouldnt put it past you
Your silence shows that you wont disclose
Just whats in your mind