Pretend

I got so good at quietly crying
Burning the truth and constantly lying
Go home and buy me a drink
I'll be whatever you think

I got so good at smothering sounds
You barely hear the sound of a siren
So go home, get out of my veins
Give me a reason to blame

I’m not sure what to say
He only left here yesterday
The freedom, freedom of the lies on your lips
I have become so very sure of it

I got so good at being alone
I barely speak to the ghost in my bones
Go on and be my friend
It's always funny to prеtend

I'm not sure what to say
He only lеft here yesterday
Freedom, freedom
Oh in the lies on your lips
I have become
So very sure of it
Freedom, freedom
Oh the lies on your lips
I have become
So very sure of it

So very sure of it
So very sure of it