Текст: Mury. The B-Side To The Truth.

I hate the way that my words come together at your expense
Wish that when I wrote I wouldn't have to be so honest
Show some tact or show some class or maybe just some respect
I'll respect you when you respect me, what can you expect?
I'm just being honest

I still fight the urge to call, I know there's nothing to say
I still love you and I think about you every day
It's not easy for me though I know I act like it is
Feel the pain that hurts so bad I guess I've gotta fake it
Just like I've gotta say this

That this song is the b-side to the truth
About how I really feel about you
And I know sometimes my words they burn like hell
But I still want you, if you can't tell

It's hard to see you I know that we've got to act like we're friends
Force a smile, fake a hug and try not to act nervous
"How am I? I'm good, no great, no perfect, life's just a treat"
Ask you question after question, I don't want you to leave
I just want you to see

That this song is the b-side to the truth
About how I really feel about you
And I know sometimes my words they burn like hell
I still want you, if you can't tell

I've got the keys if you wanna roll
I'll take you anywhere that you wanna go
We'll climb in the backseat like when we first met
I'll lay on my back while you lay on my chest

I've got the keys if you wanna roll
I'll take you anywhere that you wanna go
We'll climb in the backseat like when we first met
I'll lay on my back while you lay on my chest
While you lay on my chest

This song is the b-side to the truth

(Thanks to Jordan for these lyrics)