Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh oh oh oh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh oh
You can get real close, talking, you're talking now
Underneath our clothes, pretend that we know it all
Shut off the lights, just to hide in the dark
(Hide in the) dark, (hide in the) dark
Think that I know you the farther you are
(Farther you are, farther you are)
Like, A-B-C-D, that could work so perfectly
If perfect was the kinda thing that worked for me
But I wanna feel nervous, just a little bit off the edge
(Wanna feel, wanna feel, wanna feel)
Even if I know that I will end up in a mess like
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, it won't be perfect
But I know oh, oh, oh, oh, it could be worth it
And for all of the nights I left tears running down my face, messing up my mascara
It's not perfect aye, aye, aye, but maybe that's what we need
(That's what we need)
See right through the fiction, and all of this fakery
(All of this fakery)
