Pretending That You're Dead

Can't see through my letterbox for piles of letters
And I can't get out my door
The bailiffs come but I don't care about that
And everybody's asking me tonight
Everybody's asking me if I'm alright
But I don't have the guts to say it

Is it really her and him?
Do you think that they are doing it?
I'm lying in my empty bed
Pretending that you're dead

I read the news from everybody's lips
I saw you on the walkway with his hands on your hips
And I called it out and said, "With my best friend?"
You said, "You should probably leave"
But tonight
Everybody's asking me if I'm alright
And I don't have the words to say

Is it really her and him?
Do you think that they are doing it?
I'm lying in my empty bed
Pretending that you're dead
Is it really her and him?
Do you think that they are doing it?
I'm lying in my empty bed
Pretending that you're dead

Everybody's asking me if I'm alright
Everybody's asking me if I'm alright
I'm not alright