Truth No. 2

You don't like the sound of the truth

Coming from my mouth

You say that I lack the proof

Well, baby, that might be so

I might get to the end of my life

Find out everyone was lying

I don't think that I'm afraid anymore

Say that I would rather die trying

Whoa-oh

Swing me way down south

Sing me something brave from your mouth

And I'll bring you pearls of water on my hips

And the love in my lips

All the love from my lips

This time, when he swung the bat

And I found myself laying flat, I wondered

What a way to spend a dime

What a way to use the time, ain't it, baby?

I looked at my reflection in the window walking past and I saw a stranger

Just so scared all the time

It makes me one more reason why the world's dangerous

Whoa-oh

Swing me way down south

Sing me something brave from your mouth

And I'll bring you pearls of water on my hips

And the love in my lips

All the love from my lips

You don't like the sound of the truth

Coming from my mouth

You say that I lack the proof

Well, baby, that might be so

Tell me what's wrong with having a little faith

In what you're feeling in your heart

Why must we be so afraid

And always so far apart?

Whoa-oh

Swing me way down south

Sing me something brave from your mouth

And I'll bring you pearls of water on my hips

And the love in my lips

All the love from my lips