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Text: Deep Purple. Slaves And Masters. Truth Hurts.

You know my will is broken, you've got my heart on hold
I'm lying here in pieces, so cold
It gets so hard to handle, all the things you need to say
But I guess I heard it all before anyway

Is love such a blessing or a curse? Either way, truth hurts

Well, there'll be no more running, now I've got you face to face
I want to know who you've been loving in my place
You say I had it coming, try to hold my head up high
Love gave me wings and left me paralyzed

There's nothing left alive as we watch the spirits die
The world keeps turning, my heart keeps learning
Do you know where the guilty sleep

Babe, I've got my pride, somehow I will survive
The world keeps turning, my heart keeps learning
Do you know where the lonely sleep tonight

Another fallen angel, how far I just can't tell
Living without love is a living hell
Why is love such a blessing or a curse
Baby either way truth hurts

Babe, I've got my pride, somehow I will survive
My heart keeps learning, don't know which is worse
But one thing that I know, truth hurts