We keep hiding up all our Easter eggs
For reasons we just cant say
We're hiding up all our money

When the tax man comes to prey

We keep hiding and hiding and hiding

All our bits and precious bobs
We're hiding all our freckles,
our wrinkles, and dead end jobs


We keep hiding and hiding and hiding
From all our hope and fear

Until hate boils through us
And there's no one left to care


Well we hide from what we want
So poisonous and soaked in sin
Oh we hide from even our thoughts

Until they come around again



I can't see
What you don't let me
(All for love)

I can't see
What you don't let me


(All for love)
All come out to play
(All for love)

They all come out to play
(All for love)
We all come out to play


Well we duck and we dodge, we pocket and cover
All our scraps and ticks

Hiding up all our lustful needs so they
Won't know our kicks


We keep hiding and hiding and hiding
Under blankets inside our bed
We nervously chew up our pencils

Until our teeth are stained of lead

We keep nestling to people like teddy bears

because the good book said,
"Well he who holds to soft things
won't die before they're dead."


(All for love)
I can't see

What you don't let me
(All for love)
I can't see

What you don't let me

All come out to play

They all come out to play

I can't see

What you don't let me
(They all come out to play/All for love)


We keep hiding and hiding and hiding
From robbers and from cops
Hiding our paranoid fits,

snaps, cracks, and pops

Well we hide from what we want

So naive and drenched in sin
We hide from even our thoughts
Until they come around again


So we nervously chew up our pencils
Until our teeth are stained of lead

And me, who holds to soft things
Won't die before I'm dead