Be Honest
Walking hand and hand
Vacant dreams of wedding bands
With futures stretched before our eyes
Imaging the rest of our lives
Mississippi sing your song
It's a quarter past two and I don't even
Want to talk I just can't stand to
See the love I have within you fade
Keep your pretty lies in hell
(It must get complicated)
Keep your faith in me cause
Life would never be this great when
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Could've been a better man
But in truth I never had a plan
We were young and dumb and we will always be
An empty thought a memory it's true
Empty bed I'm in my head
I miss you but I know I'm dead to you
I don't know what to think
But I'm not gonna miss your hair in my sink
Keep your pretty lies in hell
(It must get complicated)
Keep your faith in me cause
Life would never be this great when
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
So please
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Vacant dreams of wedding bands
With futures stretched before our eyes
Imaging the rest of our lives
Mississippi sing your song
It's a quarter past two and I don't even
Want to talk I just can't stand to
See the love I have within you fade
Keep your pretty lies in hell
(It must get complicated)
Keep your faith in me cause
Life would never be this great when
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Could've been a better man
But in truth I never had a plan
We were young and dumb and we will always be
An empty thought a memory it's true
Empty bed I'm in my head
I miss you but I know I'm dead to you
I don't know what to think
But I'm not gonna miss your hair in my sink
Keep your pretty lies in hell
(It must get complicated)
Keep your faith in me cause
Life would never be this great when
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Lately I've fucked up and I can't contemplate it
I'm dying inside so why don't you come
Take me away from all these fucked up complications
So please
I'm waiting for you, I'm begging for my life
Credits
Writer(s): Blake Budwill
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