The Language of Coincidence

I'm watching how I speak I don't want them noticing me I'm from the outside I don't want them to see my disguise When the metro car fills up with eyes Luckily I breathe Between the words I speak Long live the lie That the spoken word casts us A permanent light If it won't sell me out I'll say whatever I want If it won't sell me out I'll say If it won't sell me out I'll say whatever I want I'll go on and on 'til I can understand what I want What a sweet relief You invited me to stare down a drink And close both our eyes Now picture what I'm saying There's a world in your eyes I'm not sure what I'm saying Am I pronouncing it right? Coincidences speak If you listen close and ask what they mean Long live my lie That my spoken word casts me A permanent light If it won't sell me out I'll say whatever I want If it won't sell me out I'll say If it won't sell me out I'll say whatever I want I'll go on and on 'til I can understand what I want