I Know

I know something you don't
Go home and worship the dead
I walked upon until it's over
When you go into the night
First wash the sins from your eyes
I can't decide
You're left from lies

(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
You swore you called my name
The sour taste on your tongue
Was blind to all your games
Playing me just for fun

Tip-toe
Come in through the doorway
Don't you know
Everyone can see into your soul
The damage is on display
I gotta say

I know
Something you don't
Go home
And worship the dead
I walked upon until it's over
When you
Go into the night
First wash
The sins from your eyes
I can't decide
You're left from lies

You swore you saw my face
Guess you see in the dark
It failed to heal the pain
Now I see who you are

Tip-toe
Come in through the doorway
Don't you know
Everyone can see into your soul
The damage is on display
I gotta say

I know
Something you don't
Go home
And worship the dead
I walked upon until it's over
When you
Go into the night
First wash
The sins from your eyes
I can't decide
You're left from lies
(Decide you're left from lies)
(Decide you're left from lies)



Credits
Writer(s): Roland Lewis, Ridge Bingaman
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