I Can Read You

Jonas: I betcha think you're pretty tough, and sure you are, but not enough
Still you're the type of girl who likes to flirt with danger

Marla: Is that all?

Jonas: You haven't had a date in years, the locals leave ya bored to tears
But you'd be be tempted by a charming handsome stranger

Marla: Oh please

Jonas: It'd help a ton if he's gone by Monday I reckon
So it's clean and done before anyone has to know
I told ya so, see I can read you like an open book
And honey chapter one looks dynamite
I can read you with a single look
So forgive me if I'm staring, but you clearly can't help sharin'
'Cause darlin' it's all there in black and white

Marla: A few lucky guesses. My turn

Jonas: You're out of your league

Marla: Here. I hope you can hold your liquor
I betcha think you're pretty slick
The type who doesn't miss a trick and I can see you've got your act down to the letter

Jonas: Compliments don't count

Marla: I know you're charming, goodness yes, not half as much though as you'd guess
But plenty enough to fool the folks who don't know better

Jonas: Cheers

Marla: And in every town all the girls lay down when you beckon
So you get all hot when there's one who's got any fight
Damn right, yeah I can read you like an open book
The kind that I put down by chapter two

Both: Aw honey, I can read you with a single look

Jonas: And it seems like a best seller

Marla: At least the tale if not the teller and honey, even Helen Keller could see through you

Jonas: My turn. You spend your days in the heat and haze, sleepwalk through the town
You watch it turn to dust and blow away
You talk to folks, maybe tell some jokes, smile when they seem down
And swear the rain'll be here any day
Late at night in the failing light
You're tired to your soul and everything inside comes bursting through
Still, you keep it hid so your poor sweet kid won't see you lose control
And pretend that you're just fine, and hope to God it's true. Too much?

Marla: I can take it. Can you?
I think you read folks like you do to keep the world from reading you
It's hard to hit a target that keeps moving See, I don't know the life you've had
But someone somewhere hurt you bad
And you don't want that wound to start improving
So you come on hard and won't drop your guard for a second
And you pick apart everybody's heart so your own
Can stay unknown

Jonas: Can we stop now?

Marla: See, I can read you like an open book
You're pretty much like me down at the core

Jonas: Oh I can read you

Marla: Yes I can read you

Both: Let's turn the page and read a little more