HONEST
You're leaving at midnight, but that doesn't sit right
You call your dad
And hide your location with no hesitation
You were attached until you snapped
Used to be kind, now you're out of your goddamn mind
I used to be patient, but now I'm just vacant
I was so sentimental and you came for my head
We were both on the brink, I was holding my breath
You were so fucking twisted, and it's hard to be indifferent
When I know
Just be honest with me, babe
Cast me out with the cynics and the saints all alike
You're a runaway truck, I'm a guy on a bike
You were so fucking shitty, get me out of this city
'Cause I know
Just be honest with me, babe, with me, babe
You say you're in midtown to stay at a friend's house
But you're at home
Counting your blessings, it must get depressing
Don't call me back, I'm used to that
It's just been a while since you've actually made me smile
There's something about you that I couldn't see through
I was so sentimental and you came for my head
We were both on the brink, I was holding my breath
You were so fucking twisted, and it's hard to be indifferent
When I know
Just be honest with me, babe
Cast me out with the cynics and the saints all alike
You're a runaway truck, I'm a guy on a bike
You were so fucking shitty, get me out of this city
'Cause I know
Just be honest with me, babe, with me, babe
You call your dad
And hide your location with no hesitation
You were attached until you snapped
Used to be kind, now you're out of your goddamn mind
I used to be patient, but now I'm just vacant
I was so sentimental and you came for my head
We were both on the brink, I was holding my breath
You were so fucking twisted, and it's hard to be indifferent
When I know
Just be honest with me, babe
Cast me out with the cynics and the saints all alike
You're a runaway truck, I'm a guy on a bike
You were so fucking shitty, get me out of this city
'Cause I know
Just be honest with me, babe, with me, babe
You say you're in midtown to stay at a friend's house
But you're at home
Counting your blessings, it must get depressing
Don't call me back, I'm used to that
It's just been a while since you've actually made me smile
There's something about you that I couldn't see through
I was so sentimental and you came for my head
We were both on the brink, I was holding my breath
You were so fucking twisted, and it's hard to be indifferent
When I know
Just be honest with me, babe
Cast me out with the cynics and the saints all alike
You're a runaway truck, I'm a guy on a bike
You were so fucking shitty, get me out of this city
'Cause I know
Just be honest with me, babe, with me, babe
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Writer(s): Jeremy Zucker
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