THE TRUTH Lyrics

I write it down with clever lines

With melodies and rhymes

To try to make some sense of it

To find a way to make it fit

But the truth is

You fucking left me without warning

And I was forced to face myself

This will take time

I sit alone and write

And wonder if

You think of me at night

This is not a work of art, it's a fucking diary

You said you never wanted songs about you

I left part of my soul in Colorado