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 [bad word] 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.