I Hate Pretending

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