Honestly, I'M Getting Sick of the Word Honesty

Is it going to be one of those days when I cant make up my heart's mind? I don't trust you. You don't trust me. My friends don't like you and yours don't like me. So where does that leave us to be? Honestly, I'm getting quite sick of the word honesty. I'm a complete liar even when I'm telling the truth. I'm never who I really am. And I have no idea who you are. I enjoy you in the night and by morning time, I cannot wait for you to get out of my bed and on the road. You're special, alright. In all the wrong ways. We are both contradictions. I don't like being honest, but being honest I don't want to be with you. You are nothing more than my void filler. My obsession has subsided.