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