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-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
You're not sentimental, but I've seen you cry
In the hotel room when we 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
Small flowers plastered on the wall
And I suppose I'm irrational
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
