The Truth

I'm so glad you can't read my mind That there's a part of me you can't see through That what may be contrived Might look natural to you I don't want to give away, whatever it is that keeps You interested Some people we thought were so deep Were really just half asleep But they carried themselves so well It was only up close you could tell That silence was their way of keeping us all so Interested So if it's the truth you really want and nothing but The truth Would I have to say the kind of things that might hurt You What you don't know can only hurt you when you find Out And whose truth do you want and from what point of View And is it such a disappointment that it's not an Absolute I don't know everything you feel I know you keep some thoughts from me I accept it as part of the deal Part of your mystery And I hope you never give away, whatever it is that Keeps me interested 'Cause if it's the truth you really want and nothing But the truth Would I have to say the kind of things that might hurt You What you don't know can only hurt you when you find Out And whose truth do you want and from what point of View And is it such a disappointment that it's not an Absolute And when it all comes out you might have nothing but The truth And I hope you never give away, whatever it is that Keeps me interested 'Cause if it's the truth you really want and nothing But the truth Would I have to say the kinds of things that might Hurt you What you don't know can only hurt you when you find Out And whose truth do you want and from what point of View And when it all comes out you might have nothing but The truth Yeah, you might have nothing but the truth Nothing but the truth