"The Truth"
Words & music by Just A Hobby
Appears on Pish Posh
The truth has a nasty habit of rising to the surface
And the lies I've told seem all the more inane.
My fantasies been shattered so now we drift apart.
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
So, where do we go from here? Will I see you again?
My hopes of reconciling remain.
Will deception always hover cunningly behind?
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
Yes I know I really let you down
Can I ever turn your love around?
Will I ever justify my lie? Or is this goodbye?
Loneliness is just a way to dwell in self-disgust
And solitude is just a silly game.
Reality is hard to face. I think I've had enough.
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
So I think of times I was to fool.
And the words I took when you were being cruel.
The times I lay awake and think of you. What am I to do?
The truth has a nasty habit of rising to the surface
The lies you told and the ones you didn't claim
Our little world's been shattered, so now we say goodbye.
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
The more we change, the more we stay the same.
© 1992 Just A Song
