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The trouble with truth.
The trouble with truth is nobody wants to hear it.
But it is better than promises laced with deceit.
All right lets find out the truth.
After all i am aching to be good.
But how do you tell your best friend
his future wife is playing the field.
Do i swallow it or duck it,
oh the shame of blame.
After all he has been in the dark,
should i take one for the team?
Bend over a dollar and pick up a dime.
Adultery after all is a malignancy without cure.
My life seems worthless now,
but it is the only life i have left.
I am bone weary but i must bust a butt,
for hard times approach.
Hard times that are man size only.
God i did not know she was on a position mission.
I feel myself getting religious,
there is always the power of the cross.
Confession is supposed to be good for the soul.
But thats easy , easy for me to say.
Perhaps i will just leave a note,
nothing beats the power of the pen.
After all,
i did not know she would drop to her knees,
and write off my friendship
in five minutes flat.
I am after all the Best Man,
best man for the job.
You cant beat a good old stag night.
All the lads out together,
but when the Groom gets drunk,
you have to see him home.
I knew they should never have lived together,
not under the same roof.
Nobody likes it, nobody likes the truth!
