Truth Be Told Songtext
von Skye Wallace
Truth Be Told Songtext
I tried to be an island, yeah
I know, I know, I know
I tried to be a modern man
I know, I know, I know
I tried to be a picket fence
I broke, I broke, I broke
I wonder where my courage went
I broke, I broke, I broke
How toothless of me to think I could learn to wait
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I′m holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
Truth be told
I tried to be more common sense
I know, I know, I know
A portrait of my elegance
I know, I know, I know
I whispered something delicate
I broke, I broke
How ruthless of me to think I can stand the chase
Oh, how foolish of me to think I can change my shape
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I'm holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
Truth be told
The crisis of me, my identity and blood
How spineless of me to think I don′t have the guts
I won't be toothless and I'll finally be enough
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I′m holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
My body follows suit when the winter gets so cold
Truth be told
Truth be told
Truth be told
Truth be told
I know, I know, I know
I tried to be a modern man
I know, I know, I know
I tried to be a picket fence
I broke, I broke, I broke
I wonder where my courage went
I broke, I broke, I broke
How toothless of me to think I could learn to wait
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I′m holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
Truth be told
I tried to be more common sense
I know, I know, I know
A portrait of my elegance
I know, I know, I know
I whispered something delicate
I broke, I broke
How ruthless of me to think I can stand the chase
Oh, how foolish of me to think I can change my shape
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I'm holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
Truth be told
The crisis of me, my identity and blood
How spineless of me to think I don′t have the guts
I won't be toothless and I'll finally be enough
Oh, I know, oh
I am so destitute when I′m holding out for a soul
I deal in absolutes when I try to take control
My body follows suit when the winter gets so cold
Truth be told
Truth be told
Truth be told
Truth be told
Writer(s): Skye Fiona Wallace, Charlie Kerr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

