sick of guessing what's behind your eyes  i ask for truth and all i get is lies  the shrinking violet in your flacid mind  thinks he's cool but all you do is whine  and now you stand there and demand your half  when i have given to you all you have    don't make me laugh at that demo play  you're sick and tired of my clever word play  you find it hard doing things my way  you've done your part so tell me why do you stay    i assume your silence is a foil for rage  you can't find words even at your age  the space between us is the cloak you wear  to hide your feelings oh you just won't dare  to reveal the visage that's behind your mask  we have the answers but you just won't ask    don't make me laugh at that passion play  you're sick and tired of my clever word play  you find it hard doing things my way  you've done your part so tell me why do you stay    now i pick up the entrails of another dead affair  i assume the mantle that i knew you could not wear  you never had the confidence to leave yourself exposed  to the gaze of the tiny minds it's my mission to explode    is this more like it can you get into the groove  or are you paralysed still too scared to move  you are naked you are rooted to the spot  i am the walrus and it's clear that you are not