Bocca Della Verità (ボッカデラベリタ)

Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
Without you, I’m nothing, nothing.
Yeah, yeah, that’s right, exactly.
It’s a feeling that slips down my throat.

Ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
You’re all worn out, tired and beat.
I can’t just be a good girl,
It’s always a struggle.

You’re all loud, totally useless,
If it means something, don’t say it out loud.
You gotta show it with your actions,
Or nothing will get through.

Top secret, don’t let it out.

Yeah,
Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
Without you, I’m nothing, nothing.
Yeah, yeah, that’s right, exactly.
If it slips down my throat, that’s the truth.

Ah ah ah, to where I belong,
Ah ah ah, I’ll guide myself,
Ah ah ah, I’ll become something there,
Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?

Pretty much, ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
Still, I’m tired, feeling low,
Dragging myself to that dry place,
If you weren’t here, I’d be lost by now.

Top secret, the burning truth makes my throat ache,
Secret, secret, right now, ah ah ah ah ah,
Don’t come out.

Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
Because you’re here, I’m feeling pain,
Yeah, yeah, that’s right, exactly.
Beyond the song, I’m falling down.

Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
I want to be, I want to be, feeling low, hey, what’s up?

Nothing can be done,
Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?
Without you, I’m nothing, nothing.
Yeah, yeah, that’s right, exactly.
If it slips down my throat, that’s the truth.

Ah ah ah, to where I belong,
Ah ah ah, I’ll guide myself,
Ah ah ah, I’ll become something there,
Ah ah ah, hey, what’s up?