You Don't Really Mean It Lyrics

You hold on to what I belong to
But you don't know a thing about
Shooting high or lessons
I can't bring myself to teach you
The future is only as bright as you are
So pray for decent memories
I'd lend you some
But who would tell you
Stories to remember?

I write more lies
Than you could ever tell
I can smile like I care
No matter how many times you try
I'll always leave you outside
To keep myself from being a better man
My suitcase was filled with hopes of good will
That I just sold but you will never know
(and I can't get them back)
The streets know
Every name except mine
Every word from someone else
All these silver medals
Are not really worth a mention

I'll be counting sheep and debts forever
Still you will find me awake
You used to love the way I said
'I want to be remembered'