I'm still here, like a cancer
Won't go, till you give me an answer
While you still have your youth
Don't tell me the truth, tell me your truth.

That's all I need
All I did decreed
Was to know
Not to row.

The truth? You are weary of this bad tooth
Afraid to look uncouth
Or even for it to be said
Fearing it would evoke the dead

But I'm still here.
I still care
And we'll never forget you
This is our truth, please know it to be true

So, what is your truth?