More Than Truth - Blues Traveler

Nothing l could lose

A weapon I just had to use

Papercut tongue

And a tortured lung

Cry beneath the hallowed rite

Remain a creature through the night

But to walk so you can stand

Takes the reaching of a hand

And in the end I see

Lonelier than I had to be

Much more than truth

Set you free

Her eyes are mood rings when she is ready

And I’m her ragdoll no limb steady

Til my purest ore can take no more

Burning fire, the love we make

Pray our souls for each to take

Until the flames know both our names

And in the end I see

Lonelier than I had to be

Much more than truth

Set you free

And in the end I see

Lonelier than I had to be

Much more than truth

Set you free

And in the end I see

Lonelier than I had to be

Much more than truth

Set you free