I hate the way that my words come together at your expensenWish that when I wrote I wouldn't have to be so honestnShow some tact or show some class or maybe just some respectnI'll respect you when you respect me, what can you expect?nI'm just being honestnnI still fight the urge to call, I know there's nothing to saynI still love you and I think about you every daynIt's not easy for me though I know I act like it isnFeel the pain that hurts so bad I guess I've gotta fake itnJust like I've gotta say thisnnThat this song is the b-side to the truthnAbout how I really feel about younAnd I know sometimes my words they burn like hellnBut I still want you, if you can't tellnnIt's hard to see you I know that we've got to act like we're friendsnForce a smile, fake a hug and try not to act nervousnHow am I? I'm good, no great, no perfect, life's just a treatnnAsk you question after question, I don't want you to leavenI just want you to seennThat this song is the b-side to the truthnAbout how I really feel about younAnd I know sometimes my words they burn like hellnI still want you, if you can't tellnnI've got the keys if you wanna rollnI'll take you anywhere that you wanna gonWe'll climb in the backseat like when we first metnI'll lay on my back while you lay on my chestnnThis song is the b-side to the truth