Tell me, tell me
How much you want to know
Show me, the things
That make you lose control

Bar is equally high, do better
Let time get lost in your chitter chatter
Only one shot at it don't that one hurt
Wrap your skin in plastic keep it safe and preserved

Give it a year then you can't get her
Too far in the catalogue's back burner
In the pile that could get
Better, lesser stressor for the press, uh!

Getting the attitude deserved
Expecting respect never earned
Mic'd up now never misheard
Took a while to be deemed as something intrinsically of worth

And if the moon breaks
The calm within wouldn't escape
Got permission to be brave
When everybody's the same
Might as well be the one to entertain

Tell me, tell me
How much you want to know
Show me, the things
That make you lose control