All my life I heard calling it's clear to me

It does seem that you're stalling on my account

Don't be coy and don't be clever

Your tone of voice hints of holes and sugar coating



What's in store, so much more than I bargained for?

The bottom line, no is no, there's no pouting



So graciously said

So graciously said

So graciously said

So graciously



All my life I heard calling it's clear to me

It does seem that you're stalling on my account

Don't be coy and don't be clever

Your tone of voice hints of holes and sugar coating



So graciously said

So graciously said

So graciously said

So just say



That sound's dead, that sound's dead

That sound's dead, that sound's dead

That sound's dead, that sound's dead

That sound's dead, that sound's dead

That sound's dead



A half truth and half-hearted

Face that day with a trace of a conscience

It eases me to see I'm straight on the mark

So what's the point in a face that's full, heart that's hollow



So graciously said

So graciously said

So graciously said

So graciously



Face that day with a trace of

Face that day with a trace of