Texty:
Secret Machines The I Hate Pretending

a minute, I swear And I know he can't see me Or doesn't even care And I hate pretending I'm like you I hate pretending I'm like you So let's cut out

better move slow Yeah, I was only there for a minute, I swear I know he can't see me or Doesn't even care I hate pretending I'm like you So let's cut

gentlemen I'm sending you bending Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the venom And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me I'll bruise

but I guess that it's OK I've lost all fate in a world so full of hate I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape I'm caught between wanting

and Q's Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the venom And I'll be damned if I let another man get