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Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just amateur

That you never saw the signs
That you never lost your grip
Oh, come on now
That's such a childish claim
Now I wear the brand of traitor
Don't it seem a bit absurd
When it's clear I was so obviously framed
When it's clear I was so obviously framed

Now you act so surprised
To hear what you already know
And all you really had to do was ask
I'd have told you straight away
All those lies were truth
And all that was false was fact

Now you hold me close and hard
But I was like a statue at most
Refusing to acknowledge you'd been hurt
Now you're clawing at my throat
And you're crying all is lost
But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt
But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt

Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just amateur

Was it you who told me once
Now looking back it seems surreal
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
So why is it now after I had my fill
would you steal from me the sorrow that I've earned
Shall we call this a lesson learned?
Shall we call this a lesson learned?
Well the truth it fell so heavy   Like a hammer through the room   That I could choose another over her   You always said I was an actor, baby   Guess in truth you thought me just amateur      That you never saw the signs   That you never lost your grip   Oh, come on now   That's such a childish claim   Now I wear the brand of traitor   Don't it seem a bit absurd   When it's clear I was so obviously framed   When it's clear I was so obviously framed      Now you act so surprised   To hear what you already know   And all you really had to do was ask   I'd have told you straight away   All those lies were truth   And all that was false was fact      Now you hold me close and hard   But I was like a statue at most   Refusing to acknowledge you'd been hurt   Now you're clawing at my throat   And you're crying all is lost   But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt   But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt      Well the truth it fell so heavy   Like a hammer through the room   That I could choose another over her   You always said I was an actor, baby   Guess in truth you thought me just amateur      Was it you who told me once   Now looking back it seems surreal   That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill   So why is it now after I had my fill   would you steal from me the sorrow that I've earned   Shall we call this a lesson learned?   Shall we call this a lesson learned?