It’s your stories they’ll believe
It’s your stories they’ll listen to
But the truth
Will never be bent
It was either love or hate
Show you all or none at all
I tried meeting halfway
But you were on so many sides
Keep shooting bullets your silver bullets
Keep firing words your stinging words
No I didn’t lose my head
But thanks for trying
Wishing the right one is in your reach
You don’t know who he is
But I know somehow and thank God
he ain’t me.
