On Broadway, in moonlight You're a shadow on the empty road You're concave, you disguise But you're never gonna let me know Lying in your arms, your arms Got comfortable Now im here i run i run like thunder And i can hear the drums No thanks to you, ive let go Wish you can hold your hands up You keep your head low Wish you can hold your hands up The backseat of your car which you borrowed from an adopted home You shapeshift like smoke rings growing hot as you watch me go Wearing thin your mask your mask destructible Youre pretender a pretender So tell me now have you lost your mind cuz i believed every one of your lies