Cheap Honesty
DEBORAH ANN DYER, LEN ARRAN
I know too well, I know these lines, I've seen them smothered,
In sleek ridicule. A seedy smile, they think they've scored,
But I know morning comes & babes alone again, too alone again
So what can I do, with cheap honesty,
You're giving me more than I can see,
But I'm to cool to say, that I want it all my way,
Get blasted by this sincerity.
I wish I had, the streets full view,
These people screaming, through their settled loves.
So I pretend, so mellowed out, too teasing,
Weak enough to long for, home again, lovely home again