CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Fake It
After what you did to me
I acted like i wanted it
You made me feel so f**king weak
And made me so unconfident
I tried to tell but it didn’t work
It sounded like “boys being boys”
No matter how much sex I have
It only makes it f**king worse
Some doors never open and that’s why you’ve gotta break them
Always on your phone and that’s why your head is caved in
Searching for the answer’s never easy when you’re naked
How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
Yeah so here I go
After last night gotta hit the road
I feel so ashamed again
I’m wondering if we can still be friends
Sex is always complicated
I’d rather be home just masturbating
What’s the point of spending the night if I’m just gonna leave at the first light
Some doors never open and that’s why you’ve gotta break them
Always on your phone and that’s why your head is caved in
Searching for the answer’s never easy when you’re naked
How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
I acted like i wanted it
You made me feel so f**king weak
And made me so unconfident
I tried to tell but it didn’t work
It sounded like “boys being boys”
No matter how much sex I have
It only makes it f**king worse
Some doors never open and that’s why you’ve gotta break them
Always on your phone and that’s why your head is caved in
Searching for the answer’s never easy when you’re naked
How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
Yeah so here I go
After last night gotta hit the road
I feel so ashamed again
I’m wondering if we can still be friends
Sex is always complicated
I’d rather be home just masturbating
What’s the point of spending the night if I’m just gonna leave at the first light
Some doors never open and that’s why you’ve gotta break them
Always on your phone and that’s why your head is caved in
Searching for the answer’s never easy when you’re naked
How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
How can, how can you still fake it? How can you feel anything if all you do is fake it?
