Pretty Lies

I cup my hands to keep my words safe Been finding love in the worst places Killed a couple stories off Like I'm not enough Maybe I lost the plot Tongue-tied around the bitter fruit Who am I after tasting you Little fires on the passenger side I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies I keep the secret safe, sick in a secret way Telling a pretty lie, ugliest way to die I killed a story off, I got a new pen God talking, who's there? I need a new prayer Asleep at the wheel again, I took an ambien I love the ambience, I swear to God I'm lost Face to the sunset, back to the sunrise Cruising one hundred, dotting on closed eyes Tongue-tied around the bitter fruit Who am I after tasting you Little fires on the passenger side I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies Ah, Ah Keep telling pretty lies I don't wanna keep telling pretty lies to you