Honest

Don't know why I keep trying

When everybody famous

Says fame is not the greatest

Honest

It's too hard to be honest

When everybody's faking

And all they feel is vacant

But what would I be

If I said imma stop?

How can I dream

When I gotta wake up

In the city of millions, millions

Don't be sad

If I'm just not the one

In the city of millions, millions

I'll just keep pushing my luck

Until I give up

I'm over-thinking too much

Thinking that I can't do enough

Wrote too many songs about love

So I never really learned to grow up

I don't wanna be young rich n famous

If I can't still be myself

So until my music gets famous

I'll spend more time on myself

So what will I be if I said

Imma stop?

How can I dream

When I gotta wake up

In the city of millions, millions

Don't be sad

If I'm just not the one

In the city of millions, millions

I'll just keep pushing my luck

Until I give up