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Intro

Would you rather be more than the things that you say?

Or just be the words that you sing to yourself in your head

when nobody’s around.

Or would you rather be a part of the crowd or just a single sound

waiting to be heard. Do you know what I mean?

Oh you could be one of the lovers or liars

Hiding all the things that you do on the back of their hands

Well it's just you and me

Cause everybody's got a little wrong in all the right places

Just depends on where you are while you're hanging around

Ba babababa babababab...

Dear Mr. Quiet who's got so much to say

So much more than all of the sleeping parade

If I could tie up a string to your mouths and make you scream

All of the things that you keep to yourself

I'd love to get to know you better

Dear Mr. Quiet I'd love to get to know you better

When nobody's around

While we're all staring at the end of the world

Will everybody have their hands on their head while they say well I told you so

While everybody's walking their own way through the quiet crowd

All thinking the same old things if they only knew