Naive to the Bone - Marie Davidson

It seems like honesty is not so fashionable these days

It’s true, I ask a lot of questions

You call me naïve?

I tell you what

I’m naïve to the bone

Do you think I’m too soft?

Because I don´t hide

Or, it is that you’re lost when I smile?

I don’t need your love

But, I dare to ask you how you feel about me

Just to get things straight

I have no cards to hide

My life’s not a game

Let me picture my future:

A large room, where you can hear the silence

No place for arrogance, no pain in my chest

Just, the beating of my heart

(Undiscernable exclamation)

Is it that you feel superior behind a costume of indifference?

In the middle ages, people used to wear cloaks, it’s 2016, get real

So you think I’m too soft?

I’ve got nothing to prove, I have no advice for you

But, remember what Terrence said:

The last dance, we dance alone