Testo What Happens Next

'Cause every time I look in your eyes, I see your disguise
I read through the lines, 'cause I know where the lies are
And you can try to deny you know what's inside
There's nowhere to hide, 'cause I know where the lies are

I see 'em almost every day of the week
Comes in for his gin, says "what's up," then he leaves
Know his face very well, I still don't know his name I know just what he's having, so I guess it's all the same
Only one thing I ever gotta ask, "Is it pint, is it fifth, is it liter is it half?"
Grabs his bottle and his mixer, too
Diet 7-Up with a little juice
Not much of a talker but he's nice enough
We bullshit about the weather, the Lions, that type of stuff
Every so often, he'll walk in late
Smellin' of booze, eyes glazed like he's caught in a daze
Those are the days that make me hate my job
Try to remind myself it ain't my fault
Give 'em his bottle and he gives me his dollars
Alright then, I'll see you tomorrow

'Cause every time I look in your eyes, I see your disguise
I read through the lines, 'cause I know where the lies are And you can try to deny you know what's inside
There's nowhere to hide, 'cause I know where the lies are

I heard he's almost thirty and still workin' for his dad 'cause the music isn't working
He said he's got a record deal, label out of Tuscon
But the story's kinda murky, wanna believe him but something's weird
He hasn't been on tour for a couple years
And even so, how'd he make it to Europe as somebody that nobody has heard of?
And shouldn't he be famous, not working on a truck for less than minimum wage?
He gets paid by the day, where's he get his money?
It was cool when he was younger but he isn't twenty
I asked him how the music's going
He said fine, but he isn't one to brag, though
He said "how you think the music's going?"
"I'm still loading up a truck in Caramagno"

'Cause every time I look in your eyes, I see your disguise
I read through the lines, 'cause I know where the lies are
And you can try to deny you know what's inside
There's nowhere to hide, 'cause I know where the lies are

You can live for ten years the way that you want instead of 70 for someone else
But what happens next?