Little lies behind the doors Behind the couch and in the walls Hundreds more now down the hall I think this house is about to fall What I have is not what it seems I've got no answers when I've got no dreams I don't need hope when I have no fear I don't need the future while I'm living here Little lies behind your eyes In your smile, suspicious lines The strap on your mask has come untied I think our trust is about to die I don't need reasons or questions why Your actions tell me what's on your mind I don't need colors when I'm living blind I've got no anger when I've got no time