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.