Fair to Midland
Tall Tales Taste Like Sour Grapes
[Verse 1]
Too much patience
No resistance
Within shouting distance
You can hear a blind man's bluff
Dragging names through the mud
Instead of biting his tongue
The devil's in the air and I'm spitting out prayers
While the rubbernecks all get their fill

[Chorus]
Tell me, tell me a story
Tell me not to worry or pick up the phone
So I'm turning, turning a deaf ear
So that I don't hear them throwing stones

[Verse 2]
Too much hogwash
Not enough hearsay
Always made the front page
You could use a fine-tooth comb
To get a word from the wise
Would be a welcome surprise
Keep an ear to the ground so to drown out the sound
Cause the dead air is what makes me whole
[Chorus]

[Bridge]
These walls don't talk
Even when somebody knocks
These walls don't stand
For anyone else but themselves
These walls won't fall
Even when gravity's failing us all

[Chorus]

[Outro]
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