Tell Me

Beautiful girl,

When your smile falters
And your eyes avert,
I notice the hesitation
As you work
Your way
Through the words
You really don't mean.

You should know better
'Cause I know you,
And you sure as hell know me;

I won't serenade you with phrases
I know you won't believe,

So I need you to quit your stalling
And tell me what you need.