Saw your friend working in this hotel,
Says he used to know you when
And your dreams
Lucky as they seemed
They all turned their back on him
Truth be known.

Truth be known
Way I feel tonight
Living in this backstreet town
'bout my dreams
They all seem to fade as soon as I put my money down
Truth be known.

When the fire that was once your friend burns your fingers to the bone
And your song reaches a sudden end echoing through right and wrong
Truth be known, truth be known.