Lauren Oconnell - Maybe true stories

^CAll of the ^Fwrong that one can ^Fpack into a lie ^CAnd I've been ^Ftrying to put ^Fon a scale ^{C C}Just how ^Fbad all of that wrong should make me ^Ffeel

'Cos they ^Amtold me once when I was young^F That ^Fliars are as ^Cliars do And if you ^Fdo, it's off to ^CHell with you ^FNo smiling, kid, I ^Cspeak the truth But I've a ^Amsneaking feeling they were liars too^F So ^Flogically, then, we're all hypocrites^C But does it make it ^Ambetter or make it ^Fworse to be aware of it?^C

^CI'm convincing my^Fself that it's all ^Frelative^C And if there's a^C God, when He for^Fgives, I think He ^Fmust consider it I've been ^Cnoticing con^Ffusion in the ^Flaws he made^C The n^Cature of the ^Ftruth and where it ^Fbends and where it breaks

And where I ^Amtwisted it to my benefit^F When this ^Fman said he was in ^Clove with me And I ^Fthought that he was ^Cdumb to be So I ^Fpretended that I ^Cwas asleep Called it ^Amfree will what he willed to believe^F And it ^Fended, so I guess it's just as well^C But that's why some^Ftimes I think ^FI might go to Hell^C

And I ^Amworry too, how I never mentioned to you^F How I ^Fdrove your car while ^Cyou were gone A ^Fmile with the parking ^Cbrake still on 'Cos it ^Cseems to me, you ^Cwait too long You ^Ammay as well have not meant well all along^F So I'm ^Fhoping hard if it's the thought that counts^C That you don't ^Fever have to ^Fknow what I think about^C

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^FAnd that every soul can always fit thought Heaven's door^C With the ^Amweight of things it ^Fnever told anyone before.^C