It seems so hard to find a decent place outside With no need to hide, you can speak your mind. you can be honest And you don't have to pretend you could brave the day And wear a naked face... but why do you loathe all your friends Making cracks at their expense If you choose a reason why, it would probably make you cry While you fight with the still small voice inside. You can read me like a book, I guess there's nothing to hide. You could read me like a book... but why do you loathe all your friends Making cracks at their expense If you choose a reason why, it would probably make you cry While you fight with the still small voice inside. You can read me like a book, I guess there's nothing to hide. You could read me like a book... there's nothing to hide...