Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pieces of Truth, artist - Foxboro Hot Tubs. Date of issue: 04.02.2008
Song language: English
Pieces of Truth |
| The little pieces of truth |
| they stick around forever |
| I should have known about you |
| before we got together |
| But we did it |
| yeah we done it |
| I wonder what did i get myself into |
| with you |
| When i piece it together, baby, |
| I put so many holes in you |
| Yeah, you |
| Little pieces of sticks |
| and a bucket of stones |
| I’m afraid i’ll be leaving you all alone |
| But i come back around |
| got some pieces of truth |
| Even though it won’t make no difference to you- |
| Yeah, you |
| Digging trouble |
| with a shovel |
| You serve it up in so many different ways |
| Now i got so burned that i learned |
| not to hear another word that you say |
| But we did it, |
| Yeah you done it, |
| What the fuck did i get myself into |
| with you |
| When i piece it together baby, |
| I put so many holes in you |
| Digging trouble |
| with your shovel |
| You serve it up in so many different ways |
| Now i got so burned that i learned |
| not to hear another word — |
| Don’t mess with the mess-around |
| Broadway |
| I, I’m just killing time now |
| I do it all the time now |
| and it’s killing me |
| I, I polish off the bottle |
| I’m throwing down the throttle |
| Drinking gasoline |
| Now I’m on my way |
| Driving down Broadway |
| Wasting all my time |
| And I won’t be late |
| Cause I’m on the brake (?) |
| So don’t hesitate |
| Never make it out |
| And it’s killing me |
| Do, Do you get the feeling? |
| That you’ve been bleeded (?) |
| Cause now you’re bleeding me |
| You, You’re spilling all the wine now |
| On Hollywood and Vine now |
| It’s Lushotology |
| Now I’m on my way |
| Driving down Broadway |
| Wasting all my time |
| And I won’t be late |
| Cause I’m on the brake (?) |
| So don’t hesitate |
| Never make it out |
| and it’s killing me |
| and it’s killing me |
| (awesome guitar stuff) |
| I, I’m just killing time now |
| I do it all the time now |
| and it’s killing me |
| I, I polish off the bottle |
| I’m throwing down the throttle |
| Drinking gasoline |
| Now I’m on my way |
| Driving down Broadway |
| Wasting all my time |
| And I won’t be late |
| Cause I’m on the brake |
| So don’t hesitate |
| Never make it out |
| And it’s killing me (x3) |