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