I don't understand the purpose
Of speaking in quotations,
As if the two sentences
That someone who's dead now had said
Could save me, could save us, could save them.
Save your words for a better time,
They could never know me.

I don't understand the purpose
Of speaking in generalities,
As if the eight words a stranger
Had said to me could sum...
Could sum to mean anything.
As long as it makes you feel better
To think that they mean the same thing.

Why don't you say what you mean?
Say what you mean.

Grocery clerk, you don't know me
And honestly I don't mind waiting.
I'm sure it gets rather lonely back there,
So why don't you tell me your story?
Your fretful looks are making me uneasy.

I wish it were that easy.
I'll just grin until I leave.
You could be anywhere,
But you're back there
Just'a lookin' at me.

Why don't you say what you mean?
Say what you mean.

I'm tired of all the same bullshit;
Demeaning women,
Complaining about taxes,
Or the rising price of gasoline.
Well yeah I hate it,
But you already know that.
Tell me the three things
That keep you up at night.
Tell me the three things
That you can't see yourself living without.
Because even if we only know each other
For the next 45 minutes,
I'd rather go home with
A story to tell about you.