Hide - Stacy Clark

I feel, I feel

Under the gun

And everything I say

Is always wrong

Sometimes being your friend

Is more work than it’s worth

And do you think

Before you speak

That your words can hurt

I feel, I feel

So alone

Everyone around but

There’s no place for me to go

To hide, hide

I will start talkin'

Won’t say nothing

So you can see

What’s on my mind

In and out

You drift in my life

You leaving me stranded

Like the low, waste up tides

I get, I get

But I get nothing

Just mixed signals

That you bound delivering

She doesn’t mean a thing

She’s just a friend

I speak easy

Cause it’s really nothing

She doesn’t mean a thing

She’s just a friend

We have a lot, a lot, a lot in common

Why do you hide?

You hide

You could start talking

Don’t say nothing

I can’t see who’s on your mind

You hide, hide

You could start talking

Don’t say nothing

I can’t see what’s inside

You hide

Hide

Hide

Hide, hide