Your Truth

Trap me in the rearview and freeze me in time
You can't face your past now I'm part of the crime
Your version of the story's no tale of mine
You call it your truth I call it a lie

Now I'm a ghost of the years that you try to forget
But at 17 you don't know anything yet
Call them dark times and put away them years
Guess the good times drowned in the wake of tears

I'm still the same boy who played you off to sleep
And I carry those nights like a patch on my sleeve
So trade your old family for something new
But they won't know your truth quite like I do
No they won't know your truth quite like I do