I Confess
Here I sit
In a crowded room
Selling you a lie
In a worn out tune
Throwing my words
Against the roof and walls
I shove down my throat
To forget them all
I do, confess to you now
I know what I'm saying
I know what I'm doing
I do
Look in the mirror
And all I see
Is a strangers face
Staring back at me
Comb my hair
And shine my shoes
It's all a stupid joke
I confess to you
I do, well, it's true
In a crowded room
Selling you a lie
In a worn out tune
Throwing my words
Against the roof and walls
I shove down my throat
To forget them all
I do, confess to you now
I know what I'm saying
I know what I'm doing
I do
Look in the mirror
And all I see
Is a strangers face
Staring back at me
Comb my hair
And shine my shoes
It's all a stupid joke
I confess to you
I do, well, it's true
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Writer(s): John Dudley Hott, Bryan Taber Harvey
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