Well, I heard the truth about you
And it doesn't really read at all
Like the whipping stick you raised me with
Scared woman in a private hell
Hushed voice like electric bells
Strange talk about Edgar Casey and the long lame walk of the dark 70s
Strange talk about Edgar Casey and the long lame walk of the dark 70s
I heard the truth about you
Yeah you
Mama, they woke me up
I was deep in an idiot sleep
I was just eight years old
Heard big words with a horrible sound
Why'd they have to call my school
Tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown
Oooh, wish I believed like you do
Yeah you
In the myth of a merciful God
In the myth of a Heaven and Hell
I hear the voices you hear sometimes (I hear the voices, I hear the voices)
Sometimes (I hear the voices)
Sometimes, it gets so much
I fell like letting go
Sometimes it gets so hard
And I feel like lettin' it go
Sometimes it gets so Goddamn hard
I feel like lettin' it all go
Lettin' it all go
Lettin' it all go
Lettin' it all go
Lettin' it all go
Yes, lettin' it all go
I ran away, went looking for you
Back to Culver City and the old neighborhood
Need to know if you were really gone
Need to know if you were gone for good
I ran through the projects at night
Hide in the dark from my friends in the light
Hide from my brother-in-law
Hide from the things he'd say
Said you weren't losing your mind
He said you just needed a rest
He said you'd be comin' home soon
He said the doctors there would know what's best
Said that maybe I could go live with dad for a while
I know the truth about you
I know the truth about you
I know the truth about you
And I know the truth, I know the truth
I know the truth, I know the truth
I know the truth about you
Mama, they woke me up
I was just eight years old
Sometimes, it gets so hard
I feel like lettin' it go
Sometimes, it gets so hard
I feel like lettin' it all go
Yeah, lettin' it all go
Lettin' it all go
Oooh, lettin' it all go
Yeah, lettin' it all go