Honesty Hour
Chris Jewson
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2001 I was born, Minnesota In the North with the Winters bout cold as the poles Where the kids stick their tongues just ‘cause they thought it’s funny I laughed at ‘em, did it, now it’s not as funny Like A Christmas Story, and for Christmas we’d go Down to Madison, and spend it with the family only We’ve gone every year since the year I was born Except the one year my little sis was born But that’s a different story One time when I was 10 I sent a baseball through my mom’s picture window I told everyone not to use it, I was trying to impress all the neighbor kids Now it’s broke I was horrified Mainly ‘cause my mom wasn’t home at the time And the neighbor girl I liked laughed as I stormed inside I was crying, but it’s all good now, all love, I miss y’all And I grew up around all women so respect is the highest for ‘em Saw my older sister cry one time ‘cause this dick guy made her fall apart Wanted to just crush him like the way he broke her heart But she’s happy now, I can’t complain ‘Bout to graduate college in the Spring, she racing I wish we talked more and I’m sorry that we don’t I been busy you been busy, I know you know how it goes Yeah If I’m being honest, I said if I’m being honest If I’m being honest, I said if I, if I (ooh) If I’m being honest, I said if I’m being honest I said if I’m being honest (if I’m being honest) I said if I, if I (Ohh aahhh) I got a scar on my forehead When I was three and I was sledding Hit a trailer full speed coulda been dead Lucky I was fine, same time, broke my collarbone Arrived at the hospital propped up for stitches Got about eleven of ‘em more And I was ‘bout eleven when my mom got divorced And we dipped out, gone, down Wisconsin Lived with my grandparents for the summer Now we got our own And I hate social media ‘cause I overthink shit, get into my head too often And I love sleeping but I hate sleeping in ‘Cause I get too worried I won’t get enough done One time I had a tweet that I looked at for a half hour, whether I should post or delete In hindsight, realized it was kind of a problem So I deactivated, now I’m just a little more conscious (It’s) it’s kinda wild, I was the one grew up quick Man of the house in middle school, I won’t forget Over four years passed, no one came down once No one that I knew, no one that I grew up with And Max and Sam, man guys, I love y’all I meant to say “Happy Birthday” I’ve been busy I was ashamed I forgot, know I had you on my mind Hope we link soon when you come to the city, yeah (Down to the city, yeah, down to the city, yeah) Part two, aye aye aye yeah Part two, aye aye aye yeah Part two, aye aye aye yeah Probably gon’ punch in Part two, aye aye aye yeah I don’t smoke I don’t drink I don’t do none of that I don’t party, don’t go out, and I barely relax I write songs about people I ain’t talk to in years Just for substance and opening stories about fears And I know a lot of people but that don’t mean I got a lot of friends ‘Cause I got brothers on my side and a few down to ride Less people-less chance to get let down in the end And I played baseball but I never pitched right Walked 4-5 people, lose by ‘least five Played all the sports that my mom put me in I was never the kid scoring touchdowns and wins (I was) I was out in the field with my head in the clouds I got yelled at by coaches, was benched anyhow And I saw all the favoritism, lost interest And now I’m on this, have em saying “what is this?” Used to go on DECA trips with the upperclassmen Youngest cat out the bunch And I used to rap in the back over tracks That they’d blast out the speakers to the max in the back of the bus And the teacher got mad, tried for quiet but nah We didn’t really want that, so we went on with that Every word that went splat, kept it kinda relaxed Turned it up when Akon went “Smack That” Rapping in the driver’s ed back seat Running around with homies at the track meets Channeling CKY around town more miles on our wheels than the taxis Jumping off roofs and to biking in ponds And to bombing the hills without helmets on We just did for the thrill and a trip and a fall like we couldn’t be killed Feel invincible stemmed from the principles I’d print what I’d idolize, permitted by the principal Pickin’ what we wanna do and knowing what we’re gonna do And no one telling what to do, we handle it ourselves Team’s going batshit Told y'all bout the background I’m back, grounded, at it Back on track on the ground going fast And it’s back to the biz Backtrack try “Aladdin”
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