I don't stay up late in the middle of the night

Drink from a bottle, half empty as me

I don't cruise down Villa Place sometimes



Wonder why your car ain't parked in the street

No way not me

I'm way too tough

I ain't tore up with warming down with us



But if I'm being honest, baby

I'm still crazy about you

I f**ked things up and now I'm man enough to finally face that truth

Since I'm being honest, baby, I got no clue what to do

So I stay drunk and high all the time to get me over you

If I'm being honest

If I'm being honest



My mom don't call to check on me

Cause she knows I'm good, yeah, doin' just fine

And when I see my friends on Maroon street

I'm all calm and cool and having a hell of a time

I ain't masquerading your memory

No way no how, no that ain't me



But if I'm being honest, baby, I'm still crazy about you

I f**ked things up and now I'm man enough to finally face that truth

Since I'm being honest, baby, I got no clue what to do

So I stay drunk and high all the time to get me over you

If I'm being honest

If I'm being honest



I don't talk to god each night and pray, to him that you're ok

And come to think, I don't think of you at all and wonder where you are today



But if I'm being honest, baby, I'm still crazy about you

I f**ked things up and now I'm man enough to finally face that truth

Since I'm being honest, baby, I got no clue what to do

So I string four chords and the truth, and rhymes and hope it reaches you

If I'm being honest

If I'm being honest