They never tell you
Truth is subjective
They only tell you not to lie
They never tell you
There's strength in
Vulnerability
They only tell you not to cry
But I've been living underground
Sleeping on the way
And finding something else to say
Is like walking on the freeway
They never tell you
You don't need to be afraid
They only tell you to deny
So is it true that only good girls
Go to heaven?
They only sell you what you buy
And I've been living underground
Sleeping on the way
And finding something else to say
Is like walking on the freeway
