Teksty: Newsboys. Step Up to the Microphone. Truth Be Known.

He nods a little too fast
Talking illogic with a big bombast, he's
Full on dead sure any way's true, and he
Wouldn't wanna knock it if it works for you, he

Heave sighs a little too loud
So frustrated with the one-way in crowd
Full on dead sure anything goes
Until you go stepping on his own toes

Hold on if the truth be known
Truth is more than "to each his own"
If the truth be known
There'll be more to answer for
Everybody gets a shot
It'll cost everything you've got
If the truth be known

Do you really wanna know?

She tries a little denial
Rolls her eyes like a jaded reptile
True/false questions make her uptight
Opposites attract, so they both must be right

What if there's someone up there?
Shrugs it off with a "don't know, don't care"
Hopes to God he doesn't exist
But ignorance here is less than bliss

If the truth be known
Everybody gets their shot!