On My Honor
building houses out of sand
Iâm never honest with myself
I never tell it like it is
I never set the record straight
But time is running out
The sun is going down
On everything we know
Itâs been one of those late nights
Thinking about all Iâve done and lost
And how
Everything changes so quick
And it feels like
Iâm building houses out of sand
Waiting for the tide to roll in
And wash away everything
Iâve always wanted it this way
The sleepless nights, the lonely times
Itâs all part of the plan Iâve made
To find out what Iâm about to remove all of the doubt
Thatâs running through
My head
I wanna put my feet on west coast sand
Have a drink with my best friends
And talk about how they all said
Weâd never make it here