There's something in the way that the words come out of your mouth.   They seem to come out so slow.   You're an dictionary without an ending,   The book that I like to read      Cause you are always in-between lies   We don't want to be a part of what you're up to.   So what are you? You're the good stuff   but we don't bother anymore so please just let us      There's something in the way that your stories break me   I feel that i really understand   You're a dream that i would like to sleep through   the page that i don't want to turn      Cause you are always in-between lies   We don't want to be a part of what you're up to   so what are you? You're the good stuff   but we don't bother anymore so please just let us out   What are you? You're the good stuff   We don't want to be a part of what you're up to