I've sung a million songs
Still don't feel like I belong
I still hide in the words
It's a science now

I can fall back again
to the way I was then
I just can't let it go
Let it down

If I do this now

I'll be coming up roses
Coming clean
Do what I say
Say what I think
I mean, who knows
if I'll ever show up
Answer the phone
See what I'm really made of

Am I still a bitter stone
better off left alone
I do miss what I know
but I can't stay like this

If there's something
you see in me
Maybe I could try to be
I might a little help
to see what I've missed

A steady hand, a gentle kiss

Coming up roses
Coming clean
Do what I say
Say what I think
I mean, who knows
if I'll ever show up
Answer the phone
And see what I'm really made of

If I do this now
Will you show me how

To come up roses
Come clean
Do what I say
Say what I think
I mean, who knows
if I'll ever shut up
Hang up the phone
See what I'm really made of

Roses
Coming in clean
Do what I say
Say what I think
I mean, who knows
if I'll ever shut up
Answer the phone
and see what I'm really made of