One more song of Pink that instantly gives a huge smile on my face. It's a statement on this one and only, believed-to-be, solid truth about love that it's not there after all. But ... there are numerous little truths about it and what it's consisted of, as well as one about how easily it can fly away.
The Truth About Love
Lyrics
The truth about love comes at 3am
You wake up fucked up and you grab a pen
And you say to yourself
I'm gonna figure it out, I'm gonna crack that code
Gonna break it break it down
I'm tired of all these questions
And, now it's just annoying
'Cause, no one has the answer
So I guess it's up to me to find the truth about love is it comes and it goes
A strange fascination with his lips on toes
Morning breath, bedroom eyes on a smiling face
Sheet marks, rug burn, and a sugar glaze
Shocking me all, they can eat your eyes
It's the truth about love
I think it just may be perfect
The only person of my dreams
I never ever ever ever been this happy
But now something has changed
And the truth about love is it's all a lie
I thought you were the one, and I hate goodbyes
Oh, you want the truth?
The truth about love is it's nasty and salty
It's the regret in the morning, it's the smelling of armpits
It's wings, and songs
And trees, and birds
It's all the poetry that you ever heard
(Terra) crudites, lifeline forget-me-nots
It's the hunt and the kill
The schemes and the plots
The truth about love is it's blood and it's guts
Purebreds and mutts
Sandwiches without the crust
It takes your breathe, cuts and leaves a scar
But those untouched never got never got very far
It's rage and it's hate
And a sick twist of fate
And that's the truth about love
The truth about love
I think it just may be perfect
The only person of my dreams
I never ever ever ever been this happy
But now something has changed
And the truth about love is it's all a lie
I thought you were the one, and I hate goodbyes
Oh you can lose your breath
Oh, you can shoot a gun and
Convinced you're the only one that's ever felt this way before
It hurts inside the hell we've been in
It falls to get a pocket-thin and
It's raised before the angels' lips and
It can turn you into a son of a bitch man
The truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth about love
Writer(s): Alecia Beth Moore, David J. Schuler, William Hort Mann
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
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