I've been talking to strangers

Acting like a ?

Look like I've been up all night

And you know what? I hate it



I put all my things into boxes

Carry on my old lies

?

And you know what? I hate it



[Pre-Chorus:]

Oo-oo-ooh

All way down

You're such a harder turn

It feels like a oo-oo-ooh

Fashion points that pressure all right back

Come on, think about it