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Ugly Truth

๐Ÿ‘ค Lucinda Williams โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Blessed โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:22
๐ŸŽต 988 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:22 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 1366347

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

A harder background, hard to find
I don't give a little mind
Swallow your pride, swallow your pills
In your house up in the hills

Leave your husband, leave your wife
Keep on running your whole life
Sweep your dirt under the rug
Fix your hurt with a little love

From the cradle to the grave
You will always be a slave
To the quiet darkness
Of your memories

And that's the truth, my friend
The ugly truth, my friend
I got proof, my friend
And that's the truth

Keep your secrets to yourself
Keep your paperbacks up on a shelf
Burn the bridges, burn your friends
Blow them kisses and make amends

Stake the high road but take the low
No one but you and God will ever know
You might play it off, win or lose
Either way, love, you'll get the blues

From the cradle to the grave
You will always be a slave
To the quiet darkness
Of your memories

And that's the truth, my friend
The ugly truth, my friend
I got proof, my friend
And that's the truth
I got proof, my friend
And that's the truth

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:34.08] A harder background, hard to find
[00:41.20] I don't give a little mind
[00:49.35] Swallow your pride, swallow your pills
[00:57.45] In your house up in the hills
[01:05.55] Leave your husband, leave your wife
[01:13.65] Keep on running your whole life
[01:21.78] Sweep your dirt under the rug
[01:29.82] Fix your hurt with a little love
[01:37.92] From the cradle to the grave
[01:42.53] You will always be a slave
[01:46.98] To the quiet darkness
[01:49.73] Of your memories
[01:55.10] And that's the truth, my friend
[01:58.72] The ugly truth, my friend
[02:03.23] I got proof, my friend
[02:06.88] And that's the truth
[02:20.37] Keep your secrets to yourself
[02:27.55] Keep your paperbacks up on a shelf
[02:35.69] Burn the bridges, burn your friends
[02:43.73] Blow them kisses and make amends
[02:51.87] Stake the high road but take the low
[02:59.96] No one but you and God will ever know
[03:08.15] You might play it off, win or lose
[03:16.23] Either way, love, you'll get the blues
[03:24.35] From the cradle to the grave
[03:28.84] You will always be a slave
[03:33.30] To the quiet darkness
[03:36.06] Of your memories
[03:41.47] And that's the truth, my friend
[03:45.01] The ugly truth, my friend
[03:49.58] I got proof, my friend
[03:53.15] And that's the truth
[03:57.61] I got proof, my friend
[04:01.23] And that's the truth
[04:17.41]

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