You come home late,
I’m sitting there waiting,
I know you didn’t work late since you were talking about quitting,
When I called your friends up they said your out with them,
But they just said that even though your here and not with them,
The truth might hurt, the truth might break me, but white lies will build up, and leave me face down in the dirt, like a truck without a dirt road, or tires without tread, it just don’t don’t work, it all just leaves you buried in the end of the day.
It always starts with one lie,
Then turns to many more,
And next thing that you know,
Your making up another lie to lie to me once more,
I know baby I might not want to know,
But the truth is what I need,
The truth might hurt, the truth might break me, but white lies will build up, and leave me face down in the dirt, like a truck without a dirt road, or tires without tread, it just don’t don’t work, it all just leaves you buried in the end of the day.
Now your making lies to cover one after the next,
But now you’ve said said to many,
and you can’t remember the rest,
So if you were questioned about it now,
It would all just be a mess,
The truth might hurt, the truth might break me, but white lies will build up, and leave me face down in the dirt, like a truck without a dirt road, or tires without tread, it just don’t don’t work, it all just leaves you buried in the end of the day.
So if you ever stop your lying,
I’ll be waiting for you,
With My arms wide open,
We will start life new,
But until then,
The truth might hurt, the truth might break me, but white lies will build up, and leave me face down in the dirt, like a truck without a dirt road, or tires without tread, it just don’t don’t work, it all just leaves you buried in the end of the day.
Your white lies will keep burying me,
Tearing me down,
And I’m loosing my sleep,
But I’m still here just waiting on you,
And I will always be,
because I love you,
The truth might hurt, the truth might break me, but white lies will build up, and leave me face down in the dirt, like a truck without a dirt road, or tires without tread, it just don’t don’t work, it all just leaves you buried in the end of the day.