Whispered your name in a busy room and everyone stopped talking

Brought you up in a confessional and all the grown men within earshot

Lost their faith and walked away, walked away and walked away

Lost their faith and walked away

So what is it you're not telling me?

Oh yeah, this time around, i'm not asking

And oh, how small this town gets when you start asking for too many names

So where you've come from and where you're going

I don't care and i'm not asking

I'd hit the lights, touch your lips

You'd turn to dust like all the rest