Why do you think I made the excuses
To make words land like bruises
I'm so over the headaches
Making love songs and sex tapes
Let's just cut the illusion
Cause in this game we're both loosing
And I know you don't want this
I feel like your hostage not your lover
Hidden undercover
When you love me when you wake up
Is it me or am I not enough
Then you leave when I'm hollow
Some days I get so low
It has to be a way out
Hostage not your lover
Hidden undercovers
Wake up, not enough
Then you leave when I'm hollow
Some days I get so low
Why do you think I made the excuses
To make words land like bruises
I'm so over the headaches
Making love songs and sex tapes
Let's just cut the illusion
Cause in this game we're both loosing
And I know you don't want this
I feel like your hostage not your lover
Hidden undercover
When you love me when you wake up
Is it me or am I not enough
Then you leave when I'm hollow
Some days I get so low
It has to be a way out
I feel like your hostage not your lover
Hidden undercover
When you love me when you wake up
Is it me or am I not enough
Then you leave when I'm hollow
Some days I get so low
It has to be a way out
