Where the Truth Has Gotten Me

Everyone says tell the truth, but I do that, and look where it has gotten me.
I sit in my room wishing where could I be right know?
I wish that somehow the truth will have everyone see!

I'm not a lair, I'm not a screw up.
I've told a huge amount of the truth, but somehow your ears don't listen.
Look at me, I'm running from everyone. Can't you hear me scream?!

You shake your head, and I just sink.
Why do you make me feel like I'm nothing? Like, I'm vapor.
I'm just missing that missing link.

I've told the truth many, many times. But it seems every time I do I feel like I'm getting shut out.
I want something to go my way for once, but that will never happen in a million years.
But there will always be the doubt.

I'm not a lair, I'm not a screw up.
I've told a huge amount of the truth, but somehow your ears don't listen.
Look at me, I'm running from everyone. Can't you hear me scream?!

When will the truth be my friend?
When will the truth lead me to happiness?
When will I see the end?

Everyone says tell the truth, but I do that, and look where it has gotten me.
I sit in my room wishing where could I be right know?
I wish that somehow the truth will have everyone see!

Look where I am, look what I have told.
This is me, this is what I had to live with.
If you knew me, you would see,
where the truth has gotten me.