You spend too much time dwellin' in some sweet afterwards	Em G D
The past is a puddle, there's a flower in the middle that could be yours
If you'd sing a little softer, pay a little more attention to the atmospheres

You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without asking
You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without explaining
You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without complaining
You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without drinking
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is

Spend all your time dwelling on some ill preacher's curse
The pact is pointless and everyone staring eats their words
So sing a little softer, pay a little more attention to the atmospheres

You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without parading
You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without breaking
You can't tell it like it is if you can't tell it like it is without erasing
You can't tell it like it is if you can tell it like it is without weeping
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is
You can't tell it like it is 'cause there ain't no like it is

You spend too much time dwellin' in some sweet afterwards
The past is a puddle, there's a flower in the middle that could be yours
If you'd sing a little softer, pay a little more attention to the atmospheres
If you'd sing a little softer, pay a little more attention to the atmospheres

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