This is Truth Be Told.
Lie number two, everybody's life is perfect except yours.
So keep your messes and your wounds and your secrets safe with you behind closed doors.
Truth be told, the truth is rarely told.
No, I say I'm fine, yeah, I'm fine, oh, I'm fine, hey, I'm fine.
I'm fine.

But I'm not, I'm broken, and when it's out of control, I say it's under control, but it's not.
And you know it, I don't know why, so I do admit it, when being honest is the only way to fix it.
There's no failure, no fall, there's no sin, you don't already know.
So let the truth be told.
There's a sign on the door, it says, come as you are, but I doubt it.
Cause if we lived like that was true, every Sunday morning pew would be crowded, yeah.
But didn't you say church should look more like a hospital?
A safe place for the sick.
The sinner and the scot and the prodigal's like me.
The truth be told, the truth is rarely told.
Oh, am I the only one who says I'm fine, yeah, I'm fine, oh, I'm fine, hey, I'm fine.
But I'm not, I'm broken, and when it's out of control, I say it's under control.
But it's not.
And you know it, I don't know why it's so hard to admit it, when being honest is the only way to fix it.
There's no failure, no fall, there's no sin, you don't already know.
So let the truth be told.
Can I really stand here unashamed?
Knowing that your love for me won't change.
Oh God, if that's really true.
Then let the truth be told.
I say I'm fine, yeah, I'm fine, oh, I'm fine, hey, I'm fine.
But I'm not, oh, I'm broken, and when it's out of control, I say it's under control.
But it's not, and you know it, I don't know why it's so hard to admit it, when being honest is the only way to fix it.
There's no failure, no fall, there's no sin, you don't already know.
Oh, I know, oh, I know.
There's no failure, no fall, there's no sin, you don't already know.
So let the truth be told.
So let the truth be told.