I tumble in two hours late
The Time Gestapo ask me to explain
I say car trouble and that's no lie
The trouble was I didn't get into my car on time

I'm screwed, I'm screwed
My story's coming unglued
And you will realise that I knew the truth
And chose to misread you
I'm doomed by every extra word I choose

And I am failed by their restraint
To interrupt my lying tirade
So I keep digging a deeper hole for me
To get back out I just might
Have to start to dig sideways

I'm screwed, I'm screwed
My story's coming unglued
And you will realise that I knew the truth
And chose to misread you
I'm doomed by every extra word I choose

And only the truth can rescue me
But I cling to the lie like the love of my life

And though I should
Admit defeat
What kind of liar would that make me?
My reputation would be in shreds
I guess I'm lucky that when we met I gave them a fake name

I'm through, I'm through
Being who you knew
All due to manipulating truth
I'm screwed and all for pleasing you
Who knew? So much grief from such a small excuse
Excuse the truth


Lyrics submitted by blood is thin

Stories Unglued song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain