I don't want to talk, cause it makes me feel like I can't touch the groundI don't want to talk, cause I don't know how to make the right soundI speak in tongues so I can stay underground and never be foundI don't want to know if you can see through all of my defensesI've been there before, one word put wrong, I'm naked and defenselessThe language I've constructed, yeah I've burnt the book, don't try to lookBut I'm watching you, saying anything that you want to, the words fall from your lips like caramelI want to know, will I sweeten as I growSweeten as I growI don't think it's true, that a feeling should be locked inside of cagesI should be more like you, an open book, giving printouts of the pagesA moment in the spotlight falls past like dust, so why do I watch mine rustStill I'm watching you, saying anything that you want to, the words fall from your lips like caramelI want to know, will I sweeten as I growI don't want to talkStill I'm watching you, saying anything that you want to, the words fall from your lips like caramelI want to know, will I sweeten as I growSweeten as I growSweeten as I growSweeten as I growSweeten as I grow