HONESTLY I ALWAYS KNEW
Unveiling the Hidden Depths: Paultra Violet's Revelations in 'Honestly I Always Knew'
Lyrics
I forgot to say goodbye last night
I neglected to bid farewell the previous night.
Open the box say hello
Open the box and greet.
I won't be long the bus is near
I won't take much time; the bus is approaching.
We can sit on the couch until it's here
We can spend time on the couch until it arrives.
Do you wonder what the winter brings
Do you ponder what winter brings?
When we can't deny our predicament
When we can't ignore our situation.
I notice that I feel more things
I observe that I experience more emotions.
I notice that you get the spins
I observe that you feel dizzy.
And maybe it's the smoke and wine
Perhaps it's the combination of smoke and wine.
I'll be honest I made a shrine
I'll be truthful; I created a shrine.
Despite what all the neighbors think
Contrary to the neighbors' opinions.
Nosey Nellies, secret winks
Snoopy neighbors and secret signals.
Other girls they're not like you
Other girls are not like you.
I see it through I see it through (I don't see shit)
I perceive it clearly (sarcastic note: "I don't see anything").
You're a liar
You're dishonest.
I'm a liar
I'm dishonest.
We'll never make it in this den of wires
We won't succeed in this environment full of deception.
And how can you tell the difference the pen and the real stuff
How can you distinguish between the written word and reality?
My space is all messed up
My personal space is chaotic.
My touches are dressed up
My actions are disguised.
I'm nothing but fucked up baby
I am nothing but troubled, baby.
And how can you tell the difference the pen and the real stuff
How can you distinguish between the written word and reality?
My space is all messed up
My personal space is chaotic.
My touches are dressed up
My actions are disguised.
I'm nothing but fucked up baby
I am nothing but troubled, baby.
Well I'm sorry but the bus is here
Regrettably, the bus has arrived.
And you don't give a shit that seems to be clear
You seem indifferent; that's evident.
Thank you for the message that's sweet
Thank you for the kind message.
But I'm allergic to all things deep
But I'm averse to profound matters.
Except of course your taste and smell
Except, of course, your taste and scent.
I think I'd rather sleep in hell
I think I'd prefer to be in a difficult situation.
Because you're faker than I thought on screen
Because you're more artificial than I anticipated online.
And I'm faker than my mother's teeth
And I'm more artificial than my mother's dentures.
And how can you tell the difference the pen and the real stuff
How can you distinguish between the written word and reality?
My space is all messed up
My personal space is chaotic.
My touches are dressed up
My actions are disguised.
I'm nothing but fucked up baby
I am nothing but troubled, baby.
Look at my wall
Examine my wall.
Look at my face
Examine my face.
Look at my wall
Examine my wall.
Look at my face
Examine my face.
And how can you tell the difference the pen and the real stuff
How can you distinguish between the written word and reality?
My space is all messed up
My personal space is chaotic.
My touches are dressed up
My actions are disguised.
I'm nothing but fucked up baby
I am nothing but troubled, baby.
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