We're up in the ring And I've taken one into the face I've developed a distaste And an aggravation for The lack of a change Surroundings have slowly died away Though your passing all the blame There's a limit to my take We could have buried it in laughter And had better days ahead But since the truth is what you're after I always assumed that your fault wasn't ever In doubt I look at the room and down at the broken vase you threw It looks better now than new As it seems somewhat more honest And if we did the same at least we'd have somewhere new to go I don't know If there's any other way We could have buried it in laughter And had better days ahead But since the truth is what you're after I always assumed that your fault Wasn't ever in (ever in) (ever in) doubt