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
