It must have been hard; staying in line knowing your influences did it all the time It must have been strange; living in blue and see me shut down as though it was an easy thing to do But you could tell where I had been by the way I held my gun Trying to write anything while being mocked by an off beat drum But I was not honest I was not healthy I was not honest, honest. You did the right thing, covered your scars Challenged your faith and closed your eyes driving cars For all that they knew you were safe home But you went through hell whenever you were left alone But you could see where I had been from the pictures that they took I tried to look positive at things, Faced myself but didn't look That was not honest I was not healthy I am not honest, honest. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes There's no need to cling to unnecessary lies The voice in your head whose spirit you stole left you for dead but you dug the hole And I can tell where you have been from the marks around your wrists The red water washed away your sins but are you as pure as this? No you are not honest You are not healthy You are not honest, honest you are not honest you are not healthy you are not honest, honest