I've sung a million songs   Still don't feel like I belong   I still hide in the words   It's a science now      I can fall back again   to the way I was then   I just can't let it go   Let it down      If I do this now      I'll be coming up roses   Coming clean   Do what I say   Say what I think   I mean, who knows   if I'll ever show up   Answer the phone   See what I'm really made of      Am I still a bitter stone   better off left alone   I do miss what I know   but I can't stay like this      If there's something    you see in me   Maybe I could try to be   I might a little help   to see what I've missed      A steady hand, a gentle kiss      Coming up roses   Coming clean   Do what I say   Say what I think   I mean, who knows   if I'll ever show up   Answer the phone   And see what I'm really made of      If I do this now   Will you show me how      To come up roses   Come clean   Do what I say   Say what I think   I mean, who knows   if I'll ever shut up   Hang up the phone   See what I'm really made of      Roses   Coming in clean   Do what I say   Say what I think   I mean, who knows   if I'll ever shut up   Answer the phone   and see what I'm really made of