Truth Be Told (feat. Carly Pearce)

INTRO:
[B] [F#/A#] [G#m] [F#] [E] [F#]

VERSE:
[B]Lie num[F#]ber one: [G#m]You're supp[F#]osed [E]to h[F#]ave it all together
And wh[B]en they a[F#]sk how you're doing
Ju[G#m]st smile and t[F#]ell the[E]m "N[F#]ever better"
[B] Lie num[F#]ber tw[G#m]o: Everybo[F#]dy's lif[E]e is per[F#]fect except yours
So kee[B]p your me[F#]sses and [G#m]your wounds and your secrets safe
Wi[F#]th you b[E]ehind c[F#]losed doors

PRE-CHORUS:
[E]But truth[F#] be tol[G#m]d, the tr[F#]uth is[E] rarely told

CHORUS:
I say, "I'[B]m fine, ye[F#]ah, I'm fin[G#m]e, oh, I'm fi[F#]ne, hey, I'm fine"
Bu[E]t I'm not, [F#]I'm broken
And wh[B]en it's [F#]out of con[G#m]trol I say [F#]it's under control
Bu[E]t it's not a[F#]nd You know it
I [E]don't know why it's [F#]so hard to admit it
When [G#m]being hon[F#]est is th[E]e only way to fix it
There[B]'s no fail[F#]ure, no fall
There[G#m]'s no sin Yo[F#]u do[E]n't already know
So let [F#]the tr[B]uth [F#]be t[G#m]old[F#][E][F#]

VERSE 2:
There[B]'s a sign [F#]on the door, says,
[G#m]"Come as [F#]you are[E]" but I [F#]doubt it
'Cause [B]if we lived lik[F#]e that was true,
Eve[G#m]ry Sunday [F#]morning [E]pew [F#]would be crowded
[B] But did[F#]n't Yo[G#m]u say church should look
[F#]More lik[E]e a ho[F#]spital?
A sa[B]fe place [F#]for the[G#m] sick, the si[F#]nner and the scarred,
And [E]the prodi[F#]gals like me

PRE-CHORUS:
[E]But truth[F#] be tol[G#m]d, the tr[F#]uth is[E] rarely told
Oh am [F#]I the only one who says:

CHORUS:
"I'm[B] fine, yea[F#]h, I'm fine[G#m], oh, I'm fin[F#]e, hey, I'm fine"
Bu[E]t I'm not, [F#]I'm broken
And wh[B]en it's [F#]out of con[G#m]trol I say [F#]it's under control
Bu[E]t it's not a[F#]nd You know it
I [E]don't know why it's [F#]so hard to admit it
When [G#m]being hon[F#]est is th[E]e only way to fix it
There[B]'s no fail[F#]ure, no fall
There[G#m]'s no sin Yo[F#]u do[E]n't already know
So let [F#]the tr[E]uth be told

BRIDGE:
Can I re[F#]ally stan[G#m]d here unashamed
Knowing [B]that Your lo[E]ve for me won't change
Oh Go[F#]d, if that's really true
Th[B]en [F#]let [G#m]the tru[F#]th b[E]e t[F#]old

CHORUS:
I say, "I'[B]m fine, ye[F#]ah, I'm fin[G#m]e, oh, I'm fi[F#]ne, hey, I'm fine"
Bu[E]t I'm not, [F#]I'm broken
And wh[B]en it's [F#]out of con[G#m]trol I say [F#]it's under control
Bu[E]t it's not a[F#]nd You know it
I [E]don't know why it's [F#]so hard to admit it
When [G#m]being hon[F#]est is th[E]e only way to fix it
There[B]'s no fail[F#]ure, no fall
There[G#m]'s no sin Yo[F#]u do[E]n't already know
Yea[F#]h I know
There[B]'s no fail[F#]ure, no fall
There[G#m]'s no sin Yo[F#]u do[E]n't already know
So let [F#]the truth be told