Tell Me The Truth (Skit)
Hello, I believe you can do it now, dear Paul
I just don't understand why you can't be truthful with me
But it doesn't matter, because you're going to do it anyway
So whatever
You should tell me the truth, you should tell me the truth
When you really want me to lie to you, when you really want me to lie to you
You should tell me the truth
When there's something you won't let me know
When there's something you won't let me know
How long we gonna keep playing mind games?
You keep telling me to come on like it's a time frame
Rushing me to talk and get my words out
But it's hard to say anything when you keep hurting out
Yes, I was cheating last weekend, that's what you wanna hear?
Or would you rather me tell you someone must need a pill?
Am I drunk? And I think that's why I had two women
In my hotel room doing what you'd assume
And I didn't see your face display call on my phone
I won't even let my phone ring long
You know better than that from seeing me out when we kick it
I pick my horn up off the muscle, the tone is specific
It's things that you know
In your mind about what I'm doing that you know
If you hear that, my mouth is gonna hurt you
So when you tell me, tell you the truth
I know it's something you already know
I just don't understand why you can't be truthful with me
But it doesn't matter, because you're going to do it anyway
So whatever
You should tell me the truth, you should tell me the truth
When you really want me to lie to you, when you really want me to lie to you
You should tell me the truth
When there's something you won't let me know
When there's something you won't let me know
How long we gonna keep playing mind games?
You keep telling me to come on like it's a time frame
Rushing me to talk and get my words out
But it's hard to say anything when you keep hurting out
Yes, I was cheating last weekend, that's what you wanna hear?
Or would you rather me tell you someone must need a pill?
Am I drunk? And I think that's why I had two women
In my hotel room doing what you'd assume
And I didn't see your face display call on my phone
I won't even let my phone ring long
You know better than that from seeing me out when we kick it
I pick my horn up off the muscle, the tone is specific
It's things that you know
In your mind about what I'm doing that you know
If you hear that, my mouth is gonna hurt you
So when you tell me, tell you the truth
I know it's something you already know
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Rotsey, Wayne Stevens, Peter Garrett, Robert Hirst, James Moginie
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