The House On Fire - Bad Truth Lyrics

Headlights
Long night
Walk down
Tell you
Big fight
Short cry
Fall down
Bad truth

Would you talk to me that way
If I kept it to myself?
You remind me of the rain
Should have made up someone else

When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
The truth is hard to be

You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead

Short line
All night
Don't tell me
I love you
Bright eyes
Soft side
I'll come back
To get you

You remind me of the rain
You remind me of the pain
You're taught to be a man
But a man's never taught to take the blame
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?
Will it work this time?

When you feel you're finally drowning
In versions of yourself
Your heart is finally pounding
For them it's hard to tell
I think I've got a feeling
There's nobody here but you
Bouquet of lies unreeling
A poser with a bad truth

You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead

(Bob ross makes us cry)

You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead
You and your lies aren't meant for them
If you and I could just play dead