Home Truth - Elvis Costello, The Attractions

I hung up the phone tonight

Just as you said I love you

Once this would have been coincidence

Now these things start to bother me You still close your eyes when I kiss you

And I close mine too

But we didn’t open them again

Quite as wide as we should

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends

Does your touch feel the same as it should do Or is it someone quite similar

Who killed me with kindness last night

Now do I look at all familiar?

But none of these things seem to matter

Since we’ve grown apart

I`d put back the pieces of what`s shattered

But I don’t know where to start

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends

And I feel like a clown

It’s tearing me up It’s tearing me down

You say which are the lies that you tell me Well where do I begin?

So I turn on the TV again

And the world comes crashing in Is it my shirt or my toothpaste

That is whiter than white?

Is it the lies that I tell you

Or the lies that I might?

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends

This is where the home truth ends