If I'm Bein' Honest

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 fucked 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 fucked 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 fucked 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