Blue kids, tired home Where's he gone when he's alone Truth kills when you know Growing pains overgrown Quick cash, big loan A guy's dead, trouble prone Quiet wife, letters thrown Broke car, never owned If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it I don't mind If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it I don't mind, mind I don't mind, mind Which year did you go? Was it you or a clone? Hiding out in a hole Never once did you phone Blue kids, bitter home Trying every time zone Lies worse when you're alone These growing pains are way past overgrown If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it I don't mind If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it I don't mind, mind I don't mind, mind There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know There's a few of us who'd like to know If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it If you had something to tell me I'd still like to talk about it Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me