Your Living Room's Fake

If you're feeling lonely with no place to go

Like a jealous mannequin on a pedestal

If there's a reason to feel like nothing I wouldn't know

Germany's not far away you wait 'till he comes back home

And the first thing he does

He gets his haircut done

Then you fuck like rabbits

Till the morning sun

You've had enough

But he ain't done

You don't know

If he'll come back for good

He'd build you a house

You know cause he said he would

You're living on faith

You're living on faith

Your living room's fake

No one can change

You've been keeping healthy

You cool your head

Three months is a long time

To be making your bed

You've been working out

You've been breaking your neck

Well your body's just a playground for

When he comes back

And the first thing he does

He washes his car

Then you fuck like rabbits

Like movie stars

Not like the ones

You watch at night

When you're lonely

And can't call him up

Hang tight baby just hang tight

You're living on faith

You're living on faith

Your living room's fake

No one can change