Blue water, blue eyes color me
If any could come this close, I'd let them see
Get it out again, play 'em one more song
It's all they really want, and who's to say that's wrong

Ain't that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess
To hide

I pull myself under, and down I go again
It's just a little bit hard letting them in
Looking at the world through illusive eyes
I hide in the spotlight, its a great disguise

Ain't that what you want them to know?
All they, all they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess
To hide

Behind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said away

Behind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said away

Behind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said away

Hey

Ain't that what you want them to know?
All they, all they get of you, is all they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess

Ain't that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess, the rest, the rest is mine,
I guess the beauty and the mess, the rest, the rest is mine I guess,
I guess the beauty and the mess
To hide

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Writer(s): CHRIS THILE, LUKE BULLA