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 us 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
This I'm telling you

I built a wall
I cut you off
Now there's no lie that's gonna fix this up
I played the saint
And a saint I ain't
Now all the hurt is here again
Here again

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 ever drawn
Will be erased before we're gone
And this I swear to you

I built a wall
I cut you off
Now there's no lie that's gonna fix this hurt
I played the saint
I cursed your name
Now there's no one but myself to blame
That you're gone

How could I live with this weight
You keep on pushing on me
They say it's never too late
I'm afraid that we'll start falling

When every word that you say
I cut my heart up on it
And you only pushed me away
'Til I was way beyond it

I'm moving on without you
There's no more fight left in me
I'm breaking down all the walls
You slowly built around me

Why do you ask for my trust
When you're not worthy of it?
I find it hard to adjust
To the lines you're drawing for me



Credits
Writer(s): Glen Hansard, Joseph Doyle,, Colm Macconiomaire, Robert Bochnik
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