Stop Pretending you Like Salad کے بول

On my sheets where you lay See the lies in your face Like a stain, like a stain When my hands start to shake I'll just cover my face And I'll pray, and I'll break Ask myself I ask it all the time Do I even care about the things I don't mind Turn my back and stab it Swear to God I've had it No more second chances Well that's just my bad habit Turn my back, turn my back and stab it No more second chances Well that's just my bad habit So Stop pretending that's you Stop pretending that you're new Knew you liked it Whenever he talked to you Stop pretending you're me Stop pretending you're not weak Knew you liked it Whenever he talked to you Oh, I ask myself. I'll ask it all the time Do I even care about the things I don't mind If I ever had the chance to tell you I don't think I would or even try to