Now if you could speak, then you might tell
The truth to me, I'll tell you mine as well
And I stupidly keep it to myself
And if I should scream, hold on tight and yell

Hurl abuse at me and whisper sweet and heartfelt
And I'll run like hell so your news can reach me

Now if looks could be just enough to tell
Tell you shouldn't keep it, keep it to yourself
But I stupidly keep it to myself
And now you should scream, hold on tight and yell, yell

Hurl abuse at me and whisper sweet and heartfelt
And I'll run like hell so your news can reach me
So your news can reach me

Now you want a surprise, use both your hands
And uncover your eyes and see
Are you awake past midnight until you are blank?
Or until daylight, until daylight?

Then I'll run like hell so you news can reach me
So you news can reach me
So you news can reach me