I Hate Pretending (Secret Machines)

I never thought a moment spoke so well As the second you when you tried Stumbling over the telephone ringing Looking for your voice on the line There was an orange lipped girl with her knees crossed Sitting on the carpetted coal She was holding onto the money And I was doing what I was told There was an undercover cop Parked right across the road Step away from the window You better move slow Yeah, I was only there for a minute, I swear I know he can't see me or Doesn't even care I hate pretending I'm like you So let's cut out the scars Hanging all the lions on the floor Searching through the piles of dust Filling all the pockets There was an undercover cop Parked right across the road Step away from the window You better move slow Yeah, I was only there for a minute, I swear I know he can't see me or Doesn't even care This is just what it was like And for one kiss 'Cause I was just along for the ride Do you believe him, Love In the art of persuasion? There was an undercover cop Parked right across the road He's looking right at me, I think we'd better go Yeah, I'm headed for the door and reaching for the light We look like we just got here, but we've been here all night