So be it, I'm your crowbar

 If that's what I am so far 

Until you get out of this mess 

And I will pretend 

That I don't know of your sins 

Until you are ready to confess 

But all the time, all the time 

I'll know, I'll know 

And you can use my skin

 To bury secrets in 

And I will settle you down 

And at my own suggestion,

 I will ask no questions 

While I do my thing in the background 

But all the time, all the time 

I'll know, I'll know 

Baby-I can't help you out, while she's still around 

So for the time being, I'm being patient 

And amidst this bitterness

If you'll just consider this-even if it don't make sense 

All the time-give it time 

And when the crowd becomes your burden 

And you've early closed your curtains, 

I'll wait by the backstage door 

While you try to find the lines to speak your mind 

And pry it open, hoping for an encore 

And if it gets too late, for me to wait 

For you to find you love me, and tell me so 

It's ok, don't need to say it.