Tell me true
Four friends who record in a garage and refuse to move to a real studio
the numbers
- bpm
- 89
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.41
- vocal at
- 1.5s
- length
- 3:19
- language
- En
lyrics
You came by on North High With a paper cup and tired eyes You stood by my cut screen door Said, “I can’t lie to you no more” Your boots left clay on the mat I stared at that and stared at that You spoke like rain on tin And I knew you were letting me in You said it plain, no slide No way to tuck it inside I set my jaw, looked down At the mug and the cracked wood grain Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true You said my name real slow By the sink with the dish soap low That joke I kept in my coat Was sinking holes right through the boat I laughed too late, then stopped At the red tabs on your work shirt cuff You wiped your hands on jeans Like you had to scrub off what you’d seen You said it plain, no slide No way to tuck it inside I kept my eyes on the floor And the scuffed black line by the door Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true Now your truck’s two blocks away Near the pay lot by Kenny Road I keep your words in a tin With old receipts and a bent key ring You gave me back my name Even though it burned all day That hurts less than your doubt And I’m glad you pulled me out Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true Tell me true
