For the last time
I got your message
I was almost honest
Full of words you never said
Well, I was almost honest
Take a picture
She is on the other side
In the window when I ride
But I swear to God I tried
I would leave myself behind
Take a picture
In the window when I ride
In the evenings
But I was almost honest
I was almost honest
Make a pass, impress another girl
Take a picture
Write a letter to my love
Write a letter to my love
She is on the other side
But I didn't give them nothing else
Which direction
My reflection
But I didn't hear the ringing bell
My reflection
Conversations
For Chicago
She was easy on the eyes
I was almost honest
She was easy
Write a letter to my love
Raise a glass and tell some lies
Been a long time
Yeah, oh
And so was I
Down this highway that I ride
To Atlanta
I gave into the loneliness
Since I've lay with you in bed
Could not save us
Well, I was almost honest
