I Think You're Hiding Something

Well, you could tell me But I don't have to know I watch you bend when You try to keep it low It isn't even that it means anything I think you're hiding something And in the evening When you come back around You have a drink and Keep staring at the ground You're like a sick bird That's only dying to sing I think you're hiding something I think you're hiding something You could keep hiding Or you could talk instead And quell the angry mob That's inside your head And I'm the only one Who'd be listening I think you're hiding something I think you're hiding something I think you're hiding something I think you're hiding something