Would you be honest with me, seriously?
I've got this feeling you will not agree.
You live inside this pencil-case called home.
You need nobody but yourself alone.
You're all you've got,
you'll never stop,
you've fought for your defeat.
Now being weak is strength indeed,
but you're too proud to see.
No matter what you do it's all the same.
It's only you and only you're to blame.
Soon everyone around you'll walk away.
If you don't get it, don't ask me to stay.
You're all you've got,
you'll never stop,
you've fought for your defeat.
Now being weak is strength indeed,
but you're too proud to see.
You're all you've got,
you'll never stop,
you've fought for your defeat.
Would you be honest with me?
Now being weak is strength indeed,
but you're too proud to see.
Would you be honest with me, seriously?
This song I wrote is about me.