True to Me

Why do you come here, why?
Why don’t you leave it all to someone new
Can’t you take the hint, don’t you hear the words
Don’t you know I’m sick of never being heard
Of never being heard
You sold me on all the things I believed in
You took the words and you gave them back to me
I should have known cos it suddenly seemed easy
When I stand in line, when you’re true, true to me
Why do you come here, why?
Aren’t you moving on to someone new
Can’t you face the facts, no sense in going back
You can’t erase or take the things of all the things I lack
Of all the things I lack
You sold me on all the things I believed in
You took the words and you gave them back to me
I should have known cos it suddenly seemed easy
When I stand in line, when you’re true, true to me
Falling down like rain
You sold me on all the things I believed in
You took the words and you gave them back to me
I should have known cos it suddenly seemed easy
When I stand in line, when you’re true, true to me
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Written by Glen Wisbey and Barney Miller
(c)2001 Blue October / A Different Drum All rights reserved
Lyrics electronically reprinted with permission