When the time comes for growing old
It's a time of loss, or so we're told
Still, there's an advantage that you might have missed
You can say what's on your mind and get away with it

No more polite, little lies just to keep the peace
The elders are exempt from that social grease
And no one expects for you to hold it in
Such a shame that liberation has to wait 'til then

Sometimes it hurts to hear it
And most never go near it
But there's no need to fear it, for
The truth will set you free

No, I don't want to see your show
I'd rather get mosquito bites from head to toe
And if you pull out another picture of your kids
I can't be held responsible for the position of my eyelids

Yes, I want another slice of pie
And yes, I spend too much time wondering how I'll die
But you never once laid out your cards so plain
So, if you need some advice, remember this refrain

Sometimes it hurts to hear it
And most never go near it
But there's no need to fear it, for
The truth will set you free

I've been losing patience with these little, white lies
Deception is the same, no matter color or size
We just end up lying to ourselves in the end
Compromise ourselves just so we don't offend

Sometimes it hurts to hear it
And most never go near it
But there's no need to fear it, for
The truth will set you free