You know you don't have to tell me

What it is makes a man angry

But what you do have to tell me

What it is that you think there is to laugh about

Standing here waiting for an explanation

Seems like a waste of time

Try to see how much you can get away with

You might get away with anything you'd say

I don't know your mind



You can take what's mine, you can share my bed

You can go where I go, you can cry when I'm dead

But you don't get nothing 'til you tell me what's in

The back of your mind



You're somebody special

Or I won't let you be with me

And I don't like to get angry

But it's my habit of taking things seriously

I know what you do when I'm not around you

To see you're doing right

I got evil in mind but I wouldn't put it past you

Your silence shows that you won't disclose

Just what's in your mind