Stephen Schwartz
IV. Confession - 2. Trope: “I Don’t Know”

[STREET MEN]
Confiteor, confiteor

[FIRST ROCK SINGER]
Lord, I could go confess
Good and loud, nice and slow
Get this load off my chest
Yes, but how, Lord?
I don't know

What I say I don't feel
What I feel I don’t show
What I show isn't real
What is real, Lord?
I don't know
No, no, no
I don't know

I don’t know why every time I find a new love
I wind up destroying it
I don't know why I'm so freaky-minded
I keep on kind of enjoying it
Why I drift off to sleep
With pledges of deep resolve again
Then along comes the day
And suddenly they dissolve again
I don't know
[FIRST ROCK SINGER & DESCANT]
What I say I don't feel
What I feel I don't show
What I show isn't real
What is real, Lord?
I don't know
No, no, no
I don't know