If i’m being honest I’m not over you I just got better At lying to the room If i’m being honest I know what i do Smile when they ask me Then come home too soon Phone on my chest Screen still awake Three little dots Then nothing again I laugh with my friends Like i got no weight Say, “nah, i’m good” With your name in my face New girl’s typing I don’t type back I almost want to Then i lose track I keep it low I keep it clean Don’t say your name Don’t make a scene But the drive back home Gets quiet fast And all my cool Doesn’t really last If i’m being honest I’m not over you I just got better At lying to the room If i’m being honest I hate that it’s true I look fine outside Then i fold in my room Then i fold in my room If i’m being honest If i’m being honest I didn’t move on I just learned what to do I changed my lock screen Like that would help Deleted the photos Kept checking the shelf Still know your number Without looking down Still hear your voice When it’s too quiet out Somebody asked me “you seeing someone?” I said, “kinda maybe” Then stared at my cup I could be better I could be new But i get home And it all turns you I didn’t get over you I just got better at lying And that sounds stupid When i say it out loud If i’m being honest I’m not over you I just got better At lying to the room If i’m being honest I hate that it’s true I look fine outside Then i fold in my room If i’m being honest I’m still almost cool Till the door clicks shut And there’s no one to prove If i’m being honest I’m not over you I just got better At lying to the room
