She asks me "What are you like?" She says "There's no point to hiding" I look at my arm but there's no watch Every like the dust [?], but I... I never tried it No telling how it came to be Looking at you I think I can see Straight throught the skin and to the bone No secrets left to call your own She asks me "What's that you wear?" She says "So peculiar" and smiling [?] I look at myslef and my shade In to words may caught as vague[?] and that I... I can be silent No telling how it came to be Looking at you I think I can see Straight throught the skin and to the bone No secrets left to call your own