True

I find it so hard to be true

And all these lies I'm telling you

Are little anchors in my chest

That pull me down into this mess

I find it easy to distract

And just as soon as you turn

Your back, I'll be gone again

I find it so hard to be true

And all the secrets

I keep from you

Are like a blackness

In my heart that

Only tears us both apart

I find it easy to pretend

That we're not heading

For our end that's

Why I'm telling you..

I built a wall..

I cut you off..

Now there's no lies

That's gonna fix this up

I played the saint

And a saint I ain't

I find it so hard to be true

But I'm gonna try my best for you

And every distance that we've known

Will disappear before too long

And every line we've drawn

Will be erased before we're gone..

This I swear to you..

I built a wall

I cut you off

No there's no lie that's gonna fix this hurt..

I played the saint

I cursed your shame

Now there's no-one but myself to blame

That you're gone....