Here are those explanations again

Answers that don't say a thing...

I was late, I was busy...

I had to go out, clients are present

I've heard them so many times

Is that a tape you are playing there?

Is truth something you've forgotten?

Has honesty become a stranger?

What's on your mind, tell me this time

I've waited so long to find out

I've asked, I've pestered...

You won't say, and I'm filled with doubts

So here we are, you break my heart

And try as I might... I can't fix the parts

For you hold on to your silence

While I am left with only doubts

I know not your mind, nor your heart

And it's tearing us apart