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Text: Chase Coy. Picturesque. Coming Clean.

I'm a coward
I hide behind all these delicate lines I sing
But I'm trying to come clean

I'm so lonely
Surrounded by people who know me, but don't know a thing
So I'm trying to come clean

And every relationship I've ever been in
Has fallen apart at the seams
And I'm just afraid I've been singing about love
But I'll never find out what it means
And if I was honest about what the problem is
I'd have to admit that it's me
I'm just tryin' to live up to all that you want me to be

I'm a liar
I sing pretty things

But I never quite say what I mean
So I'm trying to come clean

I'm so sorry
I know that I can't take it back
No I can't change a thing
So I'm trying to come clean

And every relationship I've ever been in
Has fallen apart at the seams
And I'm just afraid I've been singing about love
But I'll never find out what it means
And if I was honest about what the problem is
I'd have to admit that it's me
I'm just tryin' to live up to all that you want me to be