What you give, or give out, Is the only thing that really counts. Will you stay...here? Stay around, And we'll both start working this out. But it's not just this its everything It's so hard to reach and impossible To really read when you're talking With two tongues in your mouth. And I wish you'd quit this mumbling underneath your breath it's k**ing me You've not said nothing yet. Who's talking now? Well I guess I'm starting to doubt. Are we lost...here? Are you keeping count? Or are you gonna just let me down? Your heart's not in it, it's every word It's plain to see you're still mumbling What's underneath, you're so curious Well it's two strikes and you're out. And I'm tiring of this attitude And you fall to pieces like you do I can't believe you're still talking with two tongues in your mouth After all we've been around. Will you hear me out? You're the only thing that really counts.