Gold to the skyline, the field is wide and brightThree of us standing where the petals catch the lightOne of you holds her hand, one of you says she's yoursAnd somewhere a little red light is already on, and it recordsNobody's screaming, nobody runsJust a silence in the gold that weighs a tonneTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notThree of us standing in the same gold spotTwo truths and a lie, so which one of us bendsPlay it back slow, you can catch where the story endsTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notShe doesn't say a word, and the quiet is the clueHer eyes don't go to either man, they go right past, to youThe phone propped on the bag at the cleanest little heightLike somebody set the scene before they staged the fightNobody's screaming, nobody runsJust a silence in the gold that weighs a tonneTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notThree of us standing in the same gold spotTwo truths and a lie, so which one of us bendsPlay it back slow, you can catch where the story endsTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notTwo are telling the truth as they see it, one of them is lying to your faceWhich one, press it back and watch againI can give you the angle, I can give you the timeBut I can't give you the one who's drawing the crooked lineSo you do what we all did, you lean in, you replayAnd the field just keeps on blooming while we give the truth awayTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notThree of us standing in the same gold spotTwo truths and a lie, go find the seamThe one that doesn't fit the others is the one you didn't seeTwo truths and a lie, he loves me, loves me notHe loves me, he loves me not, play it back---
