The Truth from The Truth by Wade Bryans

See you in my head
Out on the streets
And in my bed
It's like you're here
You never left
I can't accept we'll never meet again

When the truth knocks at my door
I won't believe it
Lock it out
Lock it out
And when it shines in through the window on the floor
Block it out
Block it out

I hear you down the hall
Out in the yard
I hear you call
It's like you're here
You'll never leave
I can't believe we'll never meet again

When the truth knocks at my door
I won't believe it
Lock it out
Lock it out
And when it shines in through the window on the floor
Block it out
Block it out

Oh, Ruth
If I could just accept the truth
If I could turn your memory loose
I could go on
I could go on

When the truth knocks at my door
I won't believe it
Lock it out
Lock it out
And when it shines in through the window on the floor
Block it out
Block it out
Oh, Ruth

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