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words I speak biased by flattery I can say honestly don't mean a thing to me I find it hard sometimes it's something I fear I always say what you want to hear I can't speak the truth, No I'd feel like dirt it seems so hard but it helps the hurt you and I need to set it straight this is not the way and it's not too late sometimes the truth might break your back it's not my call cut me some slack but it still stands honesty will win it's where I end and god begins it's hard to hurt and so easy to flatter it's the little things I say that really matter sometimes the truth might break your back it's not my call cut me some slack if it's what you want to hear anything will fly just hope you still think I'm a nice guy Aus Songtexte Mania