Hidden track / at the end of your record You say all those things / you couldn't before So you hide a song / at the end of your CD And hope maybe the die-hards / or someone Will notice that track ten / isn't ten Minutes long You're just too damn afraid / to say what You mean / Or are ya too damn afraid To say what you feel? 'Cuz there's nothin' worth livin' for if you Can't even afford to be honest with yourself Grains of salt are fallin' around you Snow-globin' like it's on / but do you own The words that you say? Or are ya too damn afraid / to say what You mean? / or are ya too damn afraid To say what you feel?