The Real You
Are people asking for the truth
Are people begging to be lied to
When all the acts have got it
When your voice is weak and frail
We begin to wonder
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
Why they don't
Why they don't
Care about what you do
In the spotlight you're alone
People want what people know
You carry all the fear so
You have a place to call home
Where we can sit and wonder
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
Why they don't
Why they don't
Care about what you do
Why they feel
Why they feel
It's better when it ain't true
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
Ask for the real you
Whoa
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
It's more fun when it ain't true
When the time comes to unveil
And all the acts have gotten stale
We begin to wonder
We begin to wonder
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
Why they don't
Why they don't
Care about what you do
Why they feel
Why they feel
It's better when it ain't true
Why they won't
Why they won't
Ask for the real you
Ask for the real you
Why they won't
Ask for the real you