Truth

I can see her swinging from your hips
Second hand tick ticking
Lick dicking time
She’s revealed in the way that you walk

I can hear the gears slowly grinding
In the attic, in the basement,
In the cellars of your mind
She appears in the trash that you talk

I can see her on your luscious lips
Twitching uncomfortably
I can see her in your eyes
Cast down to the ground
Filthy guilty filthy guilty

Chorus

She’s not kind but she’s honest
She’s not kind she just is what she is
She is truth
And truth she is
She is kinder than a lie la la lie la la la lie

She’s lost in the land of Hollywood
On the crosses in the houses
And shopping mall dreams
But she be there hangin in the ghetto

She drowns in polyester pockets of greed
She’s laughing at your life of unnecessary means
But she makes love
In the meadow

Chorus

She’s not kind…

Bridge

She will always be there
This virtue will hurt you this virtue will hurt you
And when you’re left with nothing
She’ll carry, you bury you deep deep deep
She’ll marry you, carry you, bury you deep

Chorus

Cause she’s not kind….