The gleam in your eye, it begged me to try

And it warned me I'd never succeed

But from the way that you stood, I understood

That you knew no better than me



Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies

And delicate threads of disguise

When the games that we play, they're so carefully staged

Well why do we still roll the dice



Halfway to sleep, you asked what I need

I answered in tongues and in braille

Cause the thoughts that I speak are like tracks down the beach

They're just true til the ocean exhales



Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies

And delicate threads of disguise

When the words on my tongue, they're not the same ones

I speak to myself late at night



There's things I can say, when you're inches away

When you're vision's still blurry and close

And our stories are flames of beeswax and shame

As real and transparent as smoke



Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies

And delicate threads of disguise

When we're all just the same, slightly organized rain

Well why do we still choose to hide