Honest to a Fault

I'm honest to a fault, girl

You asked me if I liked your cooking, I said "Some"
You asked me if I missed you, I said "Yes, for a month"
You asked me if I noticed that you cut your hair
I said "Yes, but I liked it longer, there"
You asked me if your mama's welcome for a week
I said "For a weekend," then I didn't speak
Now you're sitting in the truck with your arms crossed tight
But at least you know I'm always right

My daddy was a preacher
My mama was a judge
I can't fib a little
Not even a smudge

I'm honest to a fault, girl
I can't tell a lie
Yes, that dress looks different
I'm honest to a fault, girl

Honest (honest)
To a fault
Honest

You asked me if I'd ever loved another girl
I said "Yeah, a couple, they were nice, it's the world"
You asked me if I'm ever gonna settle down
I said "I've been looking at a ring in town"
Now you're grinning at me and you're climbing in my lap
Honesty's got some good sides, how about that
Every word I tell you is the gospel truth
And the truth is, girl, I love you

My daddy was a preacher
My mama was a judge
I can't fib a little
Not even a smudge

I'm honest to a fault, girl
I can't tell a lie
Yes, that dress looks different
I'm honest to a fault, girl

Is it cold outside (yes)
Are you hungry (yes)
Do you love me (yes)
Will you marry me
Well, I'm asking
Honestly

I'm honest to a fault, girl
I can't tell a lie
Yes, that dress looks different
I'm honest to a fault, girl

Honest (honest)
To a fault
Honest