Truth is a weapon
The lights go out, electricity hovers
They should be flies against the wall
Witnesses to protect us when secrets are denied
The room is empty, the crime perfect
Seduction is deadly and you move in for the kill
The sun woke life, evidence destroyed
Memory should be nothing more than fiction
Only manifestations of where we’ve been
You wash the blood off your self-destructive hands
That will soon caress an old school typewriter with your confession
CHORUS:
Anything you say will be held against you
so please swear to tell the truth and nothing but it
‘Cause soon they’ll cuff you with longing and hit you with emptiness
There is only ever now, don’t run into yourself
Guilty as charged, but I’ll bail you out
A stiff corpse, more alive than the living
I should report the case to the authorities
Open a document to describe every bloody moment
But I will lie for you with my hand stuck to the Bible
before your name changes to fugitive and run becomes your verb
They lock you up, you won’t admit
Love should only be a collective noun
where the parts are much bigger than the whole
Because bones can break and grow back
but a heart that stops is fatal and you carefully draw the flat line
CHORUS
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