You still close your eyes when I kiss you
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends and I feel like a clown
Is it the lies that I tell you
Once this would have been coincidence
I'd put back the pieces of what's shattered
Now do I look at all familiar?
This is where the home truth ends
Does your touch feel the same as it should do
But I don't know where to start
So I turn on the TV again
Who killed me with kindness last night
Is it my shirt or my toothpaste
This is where the home truth ends
It's tearing me up, it's tearing me down
And I close mine too
Or the lies that I might?
But none of these things seem to matter
Since we've grown apart
This is where the home truth ends
Now these things start to bother me
Quite as wide as we should
That is whiter than white?
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
And the world comes crashing in
Well, where do I begin?
But we didn't open them again
You say which are the lies that you tell me
Or is it someone quite similar?
