Whoa, whoa, whoa No, no You say my name like it's a habit Like you don't taste the guilt in it Your eyes don't blink when you swear you're honest I've learned to tell every twist Smoke in the room, we're barely breathing Truth stays quiet, you talk too much You touch my waist like you still need me But your hands don't mean that much Tell me lies, tell me slow Say it's sweet, let it show I don't need the truth tonight Just give me something I can hold Tell me lies, make them clean Say you're still stuck on me I already know what's real I just want you to believe You leave your phone face down on purpose Like I won't read between the lines You talk about the future nervous Like it's not already behind us Your friends all say you're complicated I say you're scared of being seen You build your love, I've calculated You blame me when it breaks Tell me lies, tell me slow Say it's sweet, let it show I don't need the truth tonight Just give me something I can hold Tell me lies, make them clean Say you're still stuck on me I already know what's real I just want you to believe