Blue waters, blue eyes color me.
If any could come this close, I’d let them see.
In and out again, I play‘em one more song
It’s all they really want, and who’s to say that’s wrong?

Ain’t that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show.
The rest is mine, I guess, the beauty and the mess...
To hide.

I pull myself under and down I go again.
It’s just a little bit hard letting them in.
Looking at the world through elusive eyes,
I hide in the spotlight it’s a great disguise.

Ain’t that what you want them to know?
All they all they get of you is what they get out of the show.
The rest is mine, I guess, the beauty and the mess...
To hide.

Behind the melody the words don’t mean a thing.
But every tune I play would give whatever I’ve not said away...
Behind the melody the words don’t mean a thing.
But every tune I play would give whatever I’ve not said away...
Behind the melody the words don’t mean a thing.
But every tune I play would give whatever I’ve not said away...

Ain’t that what you want them to know?
All they, all they get of you is all, they get of you is what they get out of the show.
The rest is mine I guess the beauty and the mess.

Ain’t that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine I guess the beauty and the mess
The rest, the rest is mine I guess the beauty and the mess...
The rest, the rest is mine I guess, I guess the beauty and the mess...
To hide.