You Can't Handle The Truth - The Infamous Stringdusters

You’re sorry, said you want me back, one thing I’m asking you

You’re staring in the mirror while it’s staring back at you

You asked me why I’m leaving, going on the western wind

You know you’re best believing, I won’t be back again

Won’t be back again

You think I’ve turned to cheating, and you’re looking for the proof

You can’t handle the truth

Say your one last story, cause I’m headed out the door

I don’t want to hear it, I’ve heard it all before

I’m giving up on loving you, you’re the done the same

Somehow you’ve convinced yourself that I’m the one to blame

I’m the one to blame

You think I’ve turned to cheating, and you’re looking for the proof

You can’t handle the truth

Out all night running round, oh, to half past three

Take a long look at the shelf before you look at me

You think you’ve got a reason to even up the score

You better get acquainted with the slamming of the door

Slamming of the door

You think I’ve turned to cheating, and you’re looking for the proof

You can’t handle the truth