Ashtray's full, lipstick on the rim Neon's flickering like it's got a limp You say: Another round?, yeah, why not pretend That loneliness ain't somethin' we both rent Table's sticky, but so's your grin Your eyes got that: Ain't fallin', but I might trip thing You trace circles on my knee with a fingertip Like love's some joke, we halfway believe Jukebox gaspin', playin' sad on shuffle Ain't romance, just mutual trouble You smile like a secret that nobody keeps And whisper: Cheap love's still love, baby, kinda 'Cause we're half price after midnight A discount kind of heartbreak, but it still bites Yeah, fake it till the morning, fake it till it's right – We both know better, But feels good tonight Bartender's laughin', says: Y'all back again? Yeah, guess routine's just sin with a different scent Your nails dig deeper when I say your name Like you hate how much you need this stupid game Window foggin', taxi meter runs Your legs on my dash, yeah, we both come undone You ask: This real? Depends who's askin', babe Love's just a word, cheaper when it's fake Cigarettes dying like the night outside Kisses taste bitter, but we still try You bite my neck, say: You feel like home Baby, home's just a place we rent till we're gone 'Cause we're half price after midnight A discount kind of heartbreak, but it still bites Yeah, fake it till the morning, fake it till it's right We both know better, but feels good tonight Ashtray's full Neon's dead Guess love's on sale Till we forget