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I heard the truth about youAnd it really doesn't read at allLike the whipping stick you raised me withA scared woman in a private hellHushed voice like electric bellsStrange talk about edgar caseyAnd the long lame walk of the dark 70'sStrange talk about edgar caseyAnd the long lame walk of the dark 70'sI heard the truth about you, yeah youMama they woke me upI was deep in an idiot sleepI was just eight years oldHeard big words with a horrible soundWhy'd they have to call my schoolTell me my mother had a nervous breakdownI wish I believed like you do, yeah youIn the myth of a merciful godIn the myth of a heaven and hellI hear the voices you hear sometimesSometimes it gets so muchI feel like letting goSometimes it gets so hardI feel like letting it goSometimes it gets so goddamn hardI feel like letting it all goLetting it all go, letting it all goLetting it all go, letting it all goI ran away and went looking for youBack to culver city and the old neighborhoodNeed to know if you were really goneNeed to know if you were gone for goodI ran through the projects at nightHide in the dark from my friends in the lightHide from my brother-in-lawHide from the things he'd saySaid you weren't losing your mindHe said you just needed a restHe said you'd be coming home soonHe said the doctors there would know what's bestSaid that maybe I could go live with dad for a whileI know the truth about you, I know the truth about youI know the truth about you, I know the truth about youI know the truth, I know the truth, I know the truthI know the truth about youMama they woke me up, I was just eight years oldSometimes it gets so hard, I feel like letting it goSometimes it gets so hard, I feel like letting it all goLetting it all go, letting it all goYeah, letting it all go