Truth #2

You don't like the sound of the truth
Comin' from my mouth
You say that I lack the proof?
Well, baby, that might be so!

I'ma get to the end of my life
And find out everyone was lyin'
I don't think that I'm afraid anymore
I say that I would rather die tryin'

Oh, whoa-oh
Swing me way down-south
Sing me somethin' 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 layin'-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
I'm just so scared, all the time
It makes me one more reason why the world's dangerous

Oh, whoa-oh
Swing me way down-south
Sing me somethin' 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
Comin' from my mouth
You say that I lack the proof?
Well, baby, that's just not so!
Tell me, what's wrong with havin' a little faith
In what you're feelin' in your heart?
Why must we be so afraid
And always so far-apart?

Oh, whoa-oh
Swing me way down-south
Sing me somethin' 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