Paper Tigers

I think you owe an explanation
Not just to me, but to your hands
Writing it down and spelling it out
Doesn't coexist with words that fell from your mouth
So turn it off, turn it off

Light up your world and let darkness fall

The key to make things right is
Monitor yourself and monitor your mind.
Will you just face me with your eyes?
Moving forward seems to be just like
Taking steps behind
Your screen
Is not means to be
Someone that you've always wanted to be
So tell us, what are you hiding from?
Keep it up, you'll have a real reason to keep it on

Let's take a stab at finding reason
While one more window self-implodes
Repetitive tones and elegant backbones
Can't comprehend your everlasting keystrokes
So turn it off, turn it off

Light up your world, let darkness fall

Show me your brave face, baby
Come on and cross the line again
Why are you running from fate?
Some time this has to end