rather lie

My Baby's got enough cigarettes to last the whole weekend

She's driving around like she knows where we're going

I see it in her rolled-back eyes and I know just what I'm doing

Still so curious as to see where this will end

Just don't say that you love me I'd rather you lie

Wake up, pretend I'm not on your mind

You see my bare back in your bed and you think that you mine

Just don't say that you need me, you can't tell yourself that

I'll warn you it comes with backlash

Dreaming a girl like me might just stay

Or is it too late to say?