If you´re telling yourself a story Where the secrets twist like vines And you know where the bodies are buried But you can´t remember where you buried the [mines?]
Oh, no one denies Everyone hides Oh‚ oh Everyone hides
If you´re selling yourself on a tale Where the details drift with time Where the point gets lost in the telling And the telling was the point all the while
Deep inside Everyone hides Oh‚ oh Some of the time
If you´re selling yourself on a vision A dream of who you are
An idea of how it should be And a wish upon a star
Remember Remember it can´t be denied Oh‚ oh Everyone hides
Oh, no one denies Everyone hides Oh, oh Everyone hides