Honest - Tessa Violet

Here’s the truth: my strength ain’t being honest

I mostly work from wanting to be wanted

And if there’s something else, well I don’t know if I got it

And come the night I’m never really solid

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m no good tonight.

no.

I don’t feel alright at all

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

1 2 3 and 4, how long till I feel like myself again?

and

I’d walk out the door but… where would I go?

Try and hide from what’s inside you.

you can run but it can find you

Where would I go?

where would you go?

Flattery’s my choice of weapon;

poison tastes like my resentment

Where would I go?

where would you go?

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m no good tonight.

no.

I don’t feel alright at all

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

Oh.

sometimes I feel like there’s no where else to go

And every road I take is leading me back

And lonely is the girl who doesn’t let it show

But every road I take is leading me back

Funny to notice that about yourself like all at once I realize I didn’t want to

see it

And if I been going crazy maybe it’s because I keep on telling myself a story:

that I should be doing fine by now

Hey, hey, it’s okay

Hey, hey, you’re okay

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well

I’m no good tonight.

no.

I don’t feel alright at all

Guess I’m not doing well.

I’m not doing well