Try to hold on to sentiments 
Growning to some extent 
To be the waster of it all 
Crowded rooms belie elegance 
Truth be told evidence 
Will turn your cheeks cold 
Chorus Pretend 
I'm worth a million trials 
With countless tears 
And sleepless nights 
Do not ignore the feeling 
The fluorescence you wash from your hair 
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow 
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired 
You should hope that the ground will not swallow. 
If the future took elements 
Wouldn't you compliment? 
And tell me all you know 
You're the victim of circumstance 
Bordered intelligence 
But you refuse to.... 
Chorus Pretend 
I'm worth a million trials 
With countless tears 
And sleepless nights 
Do not ignore the feeling 
The fluorescence you wash from your hair 
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow 
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired 
You should hope that the ground will not swallow. 
Now I lay down 
And try to sleep 
But it's difficult 
Without a drink 
If you were here 
It would be easy 
The fluorescence you wash from your hair 
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow 
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired 
You should hope that the ground will not swallow