Fake Tears کے بول

Fake people in the neighborhood Dressing up like movie stars I don’t know where you’re going But I know just who you are Cold champagne bottles Living life walking on Mars Everyone is day drinking along with the stars So c come on Turning the city on Don’t take me home 'cause tonight I'm a goner So marry me in misery Make most of the day for tonight we’re not crying anymore Fake tears everywhere you see Don’t need to go very far We’re trapped on the screen The TV terrifies me Jumping off the ledge Take me back to the Come on Turning the city on Don’t take me home 'cause tonight I'm a goner So marry me in misery Make the most of the day for tonight we’re not crying anymore We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying 'Cause it’s your pastime Making people feel like shit We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying 'Cause’ it’s your pastime So come on Turning the city on Don’t take me home 'cause tonight I'm a goner So marry me in misery Make most of the day for tonight we’re not crying So come on Turning the city on Don’t take me home 'cause tonight I'm a goner So marry me in misery Make most of the day for tonight we’re not crying anymore We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying 'Cause it’s your pastime making people feel like shit We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying We’re not crying 'Cause it’s your pastime