Something Else

They never tell you truth is subjective They only tell you not to lie They never tell you there's strength in vulnerability They only tell you not to cry But I've been living underground Sleeping on the way And finding something else to say Is like walking on the freeway They never tell you, you don't need to be ashamed They only tell you to deny So is it true that only good girls go to Heaven? They only sell you what you buy And I've been living underground Sleeping on the way And finding something else to say Is like walking on the freeway Oh, I've been living underground Trying not to burn And finding something else to learn At Hollywood and Western