Honest don't know
why I keep trying
When everybody famous
says fame is not
the greatest
Honest it's too hard
to be honest
When everybody's faking
and all they feel
is vacant
But what would I be
if I said I'ma stop
How can I dream
when I gotta wake up
In the city
of millions millions
Don't be sad
if I'm just
not the one
In the city
of millions millions
I'll just keep
pushing my luck
until I give up
Hm-hmm hmm
Until I give up
Hm-hmm hmm
Until I give up
Hm-hmm hmm
Until I give up
Hm-hmm
I'm overthinking
too much
Thinking that
I can't do enough
Wrote too many songs
about love
so I never really
learned to grow up
I don't wanna be
young rich and famous
if I can't still
be myself
So until my music
gets famous
I'll spend more time
on myself
So what will I be
What would I be
if I said I'ma stop
How can I dream
when I gotta wake up
In the city
of millions millions
Da-da-la-da-da ooh
Don't be sad
if I'm just
not the one
In the city
of millions millions
In the city of millions
I'll just keep
pushing my luck
until I give up
Da-da-la-da-da
Until I give up
Da-da-la-da-da-da
Until I give up
Da-da-la-da-da-da
Until I give up
Until I give up