Pretty Lies

I cup my hands to keep my words safe
 Been finding love in the worst places
 Killed a couple stories off
 Like I'm not enough
 Maybe I lost the plot
 Tongue-tied around the bitter fruit
 Who am I after tasting you
 Little fires on the passenger side
 I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 I keep the secret safe, sick in a secret way
 Telling a pretty lie, ugliest way to die
 I killed a story off, I got a new pen
 God talking, who's there?
 I need a new prayer
 Asleep at the wheel again, I took an ambien
 I love the ambience, I swear to God I'm lost
 Face to the sunset, back to the sunrise
 Cruising one hundred, dotting on closed eyes
 Tongue-tied around the bitter fruit
 Who am I after tasting you
 Little fires on the passenger side
 I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies
 I could tell the truth or I could keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 Ah, Ah
 Keep telling pretty lies
 I don't wanna keep telling pretty lies to you