Easy with the light No need to shine it on The evil things I've done The things I am No need to shine it on The evil things I've done You call me on the drive home There's a party in your back room I tell myself it's not my fault if I can't choose. You keep going to the bathroom Keep saying you'll be back soon But there's a room full of people Who want you to know I'm not a man It's so hard for you to understand It's not easy being open to the world Easy with the light No need to shine it on The evil things I've done The things I am No need to shine it on The evil things I've done Now it's four in the morning And there's a sober informing I'm out committing sins that tear my life to bits Tell me what's the objective Or the price of perspective In a room full of these people Who want me to choose They want me to choose I'm not a man It's so hard for you to understand It's not easy being open to the world Will you tell me that it's not so bad? It's not so bad... Easy with the light No need to shine it on The evil things I've done The things I am No need to shine it on The evil things I've done