Hidden track / at the end of your record
You say all those things / you couldn't before
So you hide a song / at the end of your CD
And hope maybe the die-hards / or someone
Will notice that track ten / isn't ten
Minutes long
You're just too damn afraid / to say what
You mean / Or are ya too damn afraid
To say what you feel?
'Cuz there's nothin' worth livin' for if you
Can't even afford to be honest with yourself
Grains of salt are fallin' around you
Snow-globin' like it's on / but do you own
The words that you say?
Or are ya too damn afraid / to say what
You mean? / or are ya too damn afraid
To say what you feel?