Buried Under
I wish that i didn't have to see, a confident as an enemy.
Common lies and the lines you cross, helplessly i can only watch.
Dodging words as they ricochet, honesty that will never pay.
Your convictions i believe, like an apparition haunting me.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my conscience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guilty of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you is the ground, ooh, im buried under.
Try to tread through sink and sand, in your way, you know i can't stand.
What i thought was meant to be, is a broken heart weighing down on me.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my conscience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guily of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you, is the ground, ooh im buried under.
yeah, im buried under, oh, im buried under.
Can you fall for the wings of a dove,
when the clever wolf is the one you love.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my consience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guilty of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you, is the ground, ooh im buried under.
I wish that i didn't have to see,
a confident as an enemy.
The End
Common lies and the lines you cross, helplessly i can only watch.
Dodging words as they ricochet, honesty that will never pay.
Your convictions i believe, like an apparition haunting me.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my conscience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guilty of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you is the ground, ooh, im buried under.
Try to tread through sink and sand, in your way, you know i can't stand.
What i thought was meant to be, is a broken heart weighing down on me.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my conscience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guily of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you, is the ground, ooh im buried under.
yeah, im buried under, oh, im buried under.
Can you fall for the wings of a dove,
when the clever wolf is the one you love.
Now the truth is a ball and chain, holdin' my consience to the flame.
Covered up but still i know, the secret of a life you're guilty of.
The smoking gun is what i found.
The dirt i have on you, is the ground, ooh im buried under.
I wish that i didn't have to see,
a confident as an enemy.
The End
Credits
Writer(s): Natalie Hemby, Chris Destefano
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