My real friends don't know when I feel like shit
Cause it takes me four drinks until I am honest
I was laying on a loveseat talking to Owen
He said tell me all about how you've really been
But all my problems are so American
I'm to privileged to complain
Well there's no one at this party that I want to meet
And I can't find anything that's strong enough to drink
Thank god these things go on way to late
It takes me sometime to want to celebrate
While none of these kids act their age
What a privilege to complain
Well if you want the truth
You've gotta keep it Between me and you
Now when I meet my hero's I pretend we're friends
And I won't answer your call when I'm talking to them
I know the city only has so much love to give
I wrote a new song made it relative
I don't need friends I need good reviews
Until I sound cliche just like everything
If I tell you that I love it'll tare you apart
Does saying that your sorry really change who you are
Well if I say it way to much it's
Cause I'm looking for that thing that I use to trust
You see lately I just feel like I'm not enough
And my pains cliche just like everyone
Well if you want the truth
You've gotta keep it Between me and you
Well if you want the truth
You've gotta keep it
Well if you want the truth
You've gotta keep it Between me and you