Testo Honestly

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I suck, I suck
Yeah you do!

Tomorrow seems to seep into the edge of nothing (a blueish tinted, faded vision, hey!)
Aimless eyes are searching for a better something (but it’s okay, it’s indecision)

Pockets full of lilacs that I picked, so pointless (the violet scented, clouded vision)
Creeping up, the feelings that it’s all for nothing (it’s okay, it’s indecision)
Honestly it's
Hard to know what you’re thinking
Got to give up
It's no fun when you're leaving

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but repetitive
Uncertainty, we chase ghosts, indifferent

Honestly, it’s
Hard to know what you’re thinking
Got to give up
It's no fun when you're leaving