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
