Woorden: Lola Ray. Liars. This House.

Everyone loves the pretty girls
Because they make it easier
They know how to dress themselves
And play dumb when someone is looking

And I love the pretty girl
'Cause she made it easier
She knew how to dress herself
And make love without any feeling

Don't stop
Tell me what you need
I'm already on my knees
I need this space
I'll never leave

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You can make me tell the truth
I will not move

Baby, won't come to play with me
I won't make it easier
I just love my self esteem
I don't think I will recover

'Cause your love is devious
And my hate is cancerous
Come step inside with me
I no longer have any feeling

Don't stop
Tell me what you need
I'm already on my knees
I need this space
I need to leave

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You can make me tell the truth
I will not move

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You, you will make me tell the truth
I will not move

You can't build a love machine
You can't break a beauty queen
Much safer by yourself
And no men without any feeling

Shame on you
Shame on me, understand

Don't stop
Tell me what you need
I'm already on my knees
I need my space
I need to leave

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You can make me tell the truth
I will not move

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You, you will make me tell the truth
I will not move

I like this house, I like this bed
I will not move, I will not move
You. you will make me tell the truth
I will not move