Waiting for their minds to fall asleep

Sneaking out the door to the park I creep

Where my machine will wait for me

Open up the doors and stumble inside

Over a sleeping world we ride

To places I dont want to see



Don't pretend you feel

It turns your words to plastic

Don't pretend that this is real

It's all make believe



Waiters on tables are selling their lies

Drowning in the pubs till the night time dies

Whispering guilt into my ear

Looking for some cheap romance

Watching the girls in sparkles dance

Tonight could be your night my dear



Don't pretend you feel

It turns your words to plastic

Don't pretend that this is real

It's all make believe