honest

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 I'ma 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, hmm-hmm-mmh Until I give up, hmm-hmm-mmh Until I give up, hmm-hmm-mmh Until I give up, hmm-hmm-mmh I'm overthinking 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 and famous If I can't still be myself So until my music gets famous I'll spend more time on myself So what would I be? (What would I be?) If I said I'ma 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 (in the city of millions) I'll just keep pushing my luck Until I give up, do-do-do-do-do Until I give up, do-do-do-do-do-do Until I give up, do-do-do-do-do-do Until I give up, until I give up