Room 712, The Apache

Let’s say that was then
Here we go again
All our friends are filling the room
It’s like a play
And the words that I’ll say
Are not for you. They’re for that costume
Giving you hope
That when they pull the rope
It’s on a happy ending. But baby, I’m pretending
Isn’t it hard?
The windows are barred
But you can’t let go and can’t hold onto
Anything sure
That’s attached and secure
Looking for a lifeline online;
Something to show
That I really do know
So that file I’m sending but baby I’m pretending
Baby I’m pretending even though I know better
But I can’t refuse
'Cause, although on a ruse
You’ve come to me depending, baby I’m pretending
Baby I’m pretending
Baby I’m pretending