Some call it powers of the mind Bending thoughts, through space and time Written everyone like thatâ oldâ book you´ve readâ a thousand times Heard about it whenâ I was young
Finishing sentences on tips or tongues Six stitches, gotâyouâseeingâall these thingsâI haven´t done We´reânot the only ones
You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy Not much that matters I know You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy But I´ll never be your mindreader
I can´t handle, hold your pen On a mountain with some ancient man Searching for some wisdom that I still won´t understand
Tell me what will it take Never even knew you felt that way Sitting here for the rough or thin, Orlando to L.A To lay at the gate
You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy Not much that matters I know You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy But I´ll never be your mindreader
Mind, mind, Mindreader Mind, mind, Mindreader (I can´t tell you what I don´t know)
Mind, mind, Mindreader Mind, mind, Mindreader (I can´t tell you what I don´t know) Mind, mind, Mindreader
You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy Not much that matters I know You´re laughing like I´m supposed to know What you´re thinking but I don´t I know that this never comes easy But I´ll never be your mindreader
I´ll never be your mindreader I´ll never be your mindreader I´ll never be your mindreader I´ll never be your mindreader