Lyrics

The truth hurts You wanna tell her, but you can't The truth hurts, baby You wanna tell her, but you can't When you can't tell it like it is You gotta tell it like it ain't Tell it like it ain't, Kirk Some say it's wrong Some say it's right But who am I to judge someone else's life The truth hurts No one claimed to be a saint When you can't tell it like it is You gotta tell it like it ain't Yeah, tell 'em about it, Joe Well, some have patience Some can't wait Some come homŠµ early Some stay out late You might also like Is It Safe To Go Home Joe Bonamassa You Sure Drive A Hard Bargain Joe Bonamassa Drive Joe Bonamassa ThŠµ truth hurts, baby You wanna tell her, but you can't When you can't tell it like it is You gotta tell it like it ain't Come on, Josh The truth hurts No one claimed to be a saint When you can't tell it like it is You gotta tell it like it ain't Come on, fellas Alright
Writer(s): Kenny Ray Neal, Jim Payne, Robert Fargo Greenlee, Ernest R Lancaster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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