Real Ones

Tell me what can I do now?
Ain’t it always funny how
Soon as I let my guard down
Here comes that familiar sound
When you start to get tongue tied
And, in my heart, I feel you lie
Though I knew the whole damn time
Why I do I act so surprised?

'Cause our friends keep your secrets
And your family helped you do this
Since you don’t think you should live differently
What’s left for me when it all ends?

You need some real ones on your side
The type to pull up, down to ride
Keep it one hundred, tell you if you’re wrong or right
Yeah, you need some real ones on your side

I can see through all the fake
But I give my all to those who take
It's disaster in the making
How easily we break
We’re all diamonds in the rough
But no one's gonna call your bluff
You need someone you can trust
To tell you when you’ve messed up

'Cause our friends keep your secrets
And your family enables weakness
And I don’t think you could live differently
What’s left for me when it all ends?

You needed some real ones on your side
The type to pull up, down to ride, yeah
Keep it one hundred, tell you if you’re wrong or right
Yeah, you need some real ones on your side
So I’ll know that they're on our side

(To ride, to ride)
(Ready to ride, to ride)
(On your side)
(On my side)