Monika
Pretend
Once again that silly common talkWill you look at me for once like you're not boredAt the end of this unlikely pretty nightI'll be singing in my car and you'll be tiredCome again without your guilty thoughtsYou could have it all by making just a phone callAt the latest gig that maybe you come tooI will pray to God to make me look more coolDowntown, cool downtownWell don't let these people turn you downDon't let those people ask:What do you like or who do you prefer?About the things that make you scream your loudest wowDo not stand against the wallDo not give me any:Darling, I want you so much... ...more than I pretend!Look at me or listen to my songsLook at me or listen to my songsYou could have it all by knocking on my doorBut you've never found the right way to my placeSo my little baby I won't miss your tasteIf you cry aloud the things you've saidIf you cry aloud the music you have hatedThen you probably can see the reason whyI am dancing like a fool and you are drunk
From Letras Mania