I'm just asking for a friend
But it's good to see you, good to see you again
Is it the same stuff you had last time?
It really made me lose my mind

I think it's suspect you ever feel lonely at all
You're faking
You're faking the fall
Ooh

You're not sentimental, but I've seen you cry
In the hotel room when were high
So why do I feel so exposed?
When I'm the one who's more composed

If memory's selective
And pain is all relative
It only sinks in when you're above it, dear

I think it's suspect you ever feel lonely at all
You're faking
You're faking the fall
(?) flowers plastered on the wall
And expose a mirror (?)
Ooh

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Writer(s): Anna Burch