The Truth Is - Catie Curtis

She fell for him too fast

Rugged looks and words smooth as glass

She felt pretty when he held her hand

But she don’t know what’s inside the man

And the truth is

She don’t want to know

What the truth is

'Cause she don’t want to let him go

She’s heard him talk to friends

She has heard him lie to them

But when she asks him, «Do you lie to me?»

He says he’s tired of the third degree

And the truth is

She don’t want to know

What the truth is

'Cause she don’t want to let him go

She pictures a wedding day

But the more she talks about it the less he will say

She don’t know exactly what that means

If he’s not ready now or he’ll never be

And the truth is

She don’t want to know

What the truth is

'Cause she don’t want to let him go