Three Chords and the Truth

Biting on words so hard knuckles crack; You should have told me; Warned me every broken verse would be something shattering, new; That it would be three chords and the truth; When my thoughts close like walls catch me, hold me, don’t let me fall; Choking on a lump in my throat tip my chin and say ‘No’; Turn those eyes and throw me a rope; Biting on honesty so hard it burns, the melody as that record turns; Setting me on fire and I can’t breathe, all I want is for you to tell me ‘I’m not going anywhere’; That it’s ok to let this song play through, That you aren’t going to turn and go as soon as I turn up the stereo; Drowning in a rhythm smooth as ice; I thought I knew, but everything I didn’t is leaving me longing, dizzy on words; Dizzy on three chords and the truth.