Connie Britton - Buried Under Lyrics
I wish that I didn't have to seeA confidante as an enemyCounting lies and the lines you crossHelplessly, I can only watchImagine words as a ricochetHonesty that'll never payYour convictions I believeLike an apparition haunting meNow, the truth is a ball and chainHolding my conscience to the flameCovered up, but still, I knowThe secret of a life you're guilty ofThe smoking gun is what I foundThe dirt I have on you is the groundOoh, I'm buried underI'm trying to tread through sinkin' sandIn your way, you know I can't standWhat I thought was meant to beIs a broken heart weighing down on meNow, the truth is a ball and chainHolding my conscience to the flameCovered up, but still, I knowThe secret of a life you're guilty ofThe smoking gun is what I foundThe dirt I have on you is the groundOh, I'm buried underYeah, I'm buried underOh, I'm buried underCan you fall for the wings of a doveWhen the clever wolf is the one you loveNow, the truth is a ball and chainHolding my conscience to the flameCovered up, but still, I knowThe secret of a life you're guilty ofThe smoking gun is what I foundThe dirt I have on you is the groundOoh, I'm buried underI wish that I didn't have to seeA confidante as an enemy
