To Tell The Truth

Brian Douglas Phillips, Thomas Csorba

If I flap my gums
A little too long
Get some details wrong
Don't you cut me off
Like the way you done before
If I wanna take that tale
On a little joy ride
Im onna tell it just
The way I like
Cause who the hell's keeping score?

I got one foot in an empty house
And one foot out the door
Well, I don't have to shut my mouth
If my time's a-runnin' short
I wanna have my way
I wanna eat it too
Cause my tongue got loose
And to tell the truth
Don't taste the same no more

If I wanna fly that plane
Up above the clouds
Well, Honey, who are you
To shoot me down
And sully up my name
If I like my past
A little customized
I say that's alright
Cause I'll decide
Who I is and who I ain't

I got one foot in an empty house
And one foot out the door
Well, I don't have to shut my mouth
If my time's a-runnin' short
I wanna have my way
I wanna eat it too
Cause my tongue got loose
And to tell the truth
Don't taste the same no more
Well my tongue got loose
And to tell the truth
Don't taste the same no more

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