Luyện nghe bài hát Ugly Truth

Hide your background, hide your
Hide given middle name
Swallow pride, swallow your pills
In your house up in the

your husband, leave your wife
Keep on running your whole
Sweep dirt under the rug
Fix your hurt with a little

From the to the grave
You always be a slave
To the quiet
Of memories

And the truth, my friend
The ugly truth, my
I got proof, my
And the truth

Keep your to yourself
your paperbacks up on a shelf
Burn the bridges, your friends
them kisses and make amends

Stake the road but take the low
No one but you and God ever know
You play it off, win or lose
Either way, love, get the blues

the cradle to the grave
You always be a slave
To the quiet
Of your

And that's the truth, my
The ugly truth, my
I got proof, my
And the truth
I got proof, my
And the truth