Lyrics:

Baby, seasons change but people don't.
And I will be waiting in the back of the room.
I'm boring to overcompensate for
Headlines and flash flash flash photography.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Would you rather be a widow or a divorcee?
Snap your way from fashion magazines.
Widow or divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.
We don't fight fair.

Say, your head could be a prison.
Then these are just conjugal visits.
People feel the sickness still.
This doesn't mean a thing anymore.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Would you rather be a widow or a divorcee?
Snap your way from fashion magazines.
Widow or divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.
We don't fight fair.
With smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.