Pretending That You're Dead

Can't see through my letterbox for piles of letters

And I can't get out my door

The bailiffs come, but I don't care about that

And everybody's asking me tonight

Everybody's asking me if I'm alright

But I don't have the guts to say it

Is it really her and him?

Do you think that they are doing it?

I'm lying in my empty bed

Pretending that you're dead

I read the news from everybody's lips

I saw you on the walkway with his hands on your hips

And I called it out and said, "With my best friend?"

You said, "You should probably leave"

But tonight

Everybody's asking me if I'm alright

And I don't have the words to say

Is it really her and him?

Do you think that they are doing it?

I'm lying in my empty bed

Pretending that you're dead

Is it really her and him?

Do you think that they are doing it?

I'm lying in my empty bed

Pretending that you're dead

Everybody's asking me if I'm alright

Everybody's asking me if I'm alright

I'm not alright