Blue kids, tired home
Where's he gone when he's alone
Truth kills when you know
Growing pains overgrown
Quick cash, big loan
A guy's dead, trouble prone
Quiet wife, letters thrown
Broke car, never owned

If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it
I don't mind
If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it
I don't mind, mind
I don't mind, mind

Which year did you go?
Was it you or a clone?
Hiding out in a hole
Never once did you phone
Blue kids, bitter home
Trying every time zone
Lies worse when you're alone
These growing pains are way past overgrown

If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it
I don't mind
If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it
I don't mind, mind
I don't mind, mind

There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know
There's a few of us who'd like to know

If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it
If you had something to tell me
I'd still like to talk about it

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me