Hiding (Acoustic)

You turn off your headlights and you’re driving real slow You’re looking around like you know these folks

But I’ve never seen any of them anywhere before

And it’s making me nervous.

You say, don’t say a word while I talk to this dude And I’m wondering how you winded up so rude

I feel like I might not know you anymore

And it’s making me nervous

‘Cause you must be hiding something if you’re this hard on me You must be hiding something if you’re this hard on me

You must be, you must be

You’re pent up, you’re wired, you don’t say a word

I tell you I’m tired, but I don’t think you heard

Just like every other thing I ever say when you’re making me nervous You keep making me nervous.

You must be hiding something if you’re this hard on me You must be hiding something if you’re this hard on me You must be, you must be

Hiding, hiding Hiding, hiding