Why can you read me like no one else?
I hide behind these words, but I'm coming out

I wish I kept them behind my tongue

I hide behind these words,
but I'm coming out

Put your hand between an aching head
and an aching world

We'll make them so jealous,
we'll make them hate us

Always you make my stomach turn
And all the long drives with my friends blur

And I wish I kept them inside my mind

I hide behind these words

And think of all the places
Where you've been lost and then found out

In-between my sheets,
in-between the rights and the wrongs

Put your hand between an aching head
and an aching world

We'll make them so jealous,
we'll make them hate us

Think of all the places
Where you've been lost and found... out!