I wanna know the truth
I wanna know the deepest meanings
You need to give me proof
I need to know that I'm not dreaming
I see those silly things
I see the things that we go after
But I can feel the strings
I can feel the puppet master
Can't sleep, can't trust no one
Can't eat, unless I know where that's from
One eye wide, one eye shut
One eyes spies, who-where-what

You gotta read between the lines
You gotta dig real deep sometimes
You gotta read the writing on the wall for signs
(Come on) Open your eyes

I wanna know the time
And I don't need no watch to do dat
I wanna know the rhyme
And the reason why you choose that
Detect the lies
And read above the average
Can ya feel their vibe
Can ya read their body language

You gotta read between the lines
You gotta dig real deep sometimes
You gotta read the writing on the wall for signs
(Come on) Open your eyes

Send a message to Mary (really?)
Na! She can't hear me
Caught up in tradition, my conspiracy theory
This ain't somethin' outta' book
It's real life, it ain't fiction
But the plot is complicated, (like "The Wire")
Are you listening?
You owe dat, you know dat
But tell me who wrote dat?
Manufactured in a darkroom
Developed like Kodak
You gon' tell me like you mean it
But I ain't never seen it
You gon' hand me a script to read
But I'm a' read between it.

You gotta read between the lines
You gotta dig real deep sometimes
You gotta read the writing on the wall for signs
(Come on) Open your eyes.

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): KEVIN DEANE, ROGER THOMAS, WARREN THOMAS