RECOVERY LOG 176
FRAGMENT 8866
LISTEN
As usual I folded the truth Put it neat in a drawer for you Pressed it flat with a quiet smile Like it never had teeth or weight I said "I'm fine" with a steady face While the whole room leaned out of place You read me slow you knew the game But I kept my hands in my sleeves I hide it well I hide it well But you can tell You can tell I folded the truth Folded the truth In my back pocket For you to find I folded the truth Folded the truth Still it cuts through Every time There was a glass on the kitchen side Half full half gone like my alibi Your name came up and I looked away Like that would make the smoke behave I laughed too hard at the wrong small thing Bit my tongue till it started to sting You watched that flicker cross my eyes Like a match in a sealed-up jar I hide it well I hide it well But you can tell You can tell I folded the truth Folded the truth In my back pocket For you to find I folded the truth Folded the truth Still it cuts through Every time Now it's all creased up worn thin Every lie got a voice in it I can smooth it out for the night But morning puts it back in light If you touch it it wakes up If you ask it spills over I was trying to keep you close But I built a little colder I folded the truth Folded the truth In my back pocket For you to find I folded the truth Folded the truth Still it cuts through Every time As usual I folded the truth As usual I folded the truth And it never stayed folded