You're a canary
I'm a coalmine
Cuz sorrow is just all the rage
Take one for the team
You all know what I mean
And I'm so sorry
But not really
Tell the boys where you find my body
New York eyes
Chicago thighs
Pushed up the window to kiss you, off
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
Do you remember the way I held your hand?
Under the lamp post and ran home
This way
So many times I can close my eyes
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth...
The truth...