Filthy When I Fake It

High heels, hard truth

Lipstick lie in a dirty booth

Says she’s faithful — says she’s mine

But she’s got red marks on her spine

She plays dumb, I play along

We both know what’s going on

She moans my name, then bites her lip

Like sin’s a game and I’m her trip

She don’t pray, but she’ll confess

In a dress that screams regret

And I can’t quit — I don’t even try

’Cause damn, she’s heaven when she lies

She’s filthy when she fakes it

Holy when she breaks it

Whispers in the dark, just to make me feel alive

She’s poison in a perfume

Wicked in the bedroom

Every time I taste her, I forget I said goodbye

She’s filthy when she fakes it

But I still let her take it

She’s got thorns behind that grin

Smiles sweet — then pulls me in

Tongue like fire, kiss like sin

We both lose but play to win

Tattooed promise, devil’s grin

Love me once, then burn my skin

Her perfume’s just a funeral hymn

That makes me wanna drown again

She don’t break — she just bends

Like every line she pretends

But I keep crawling back inside

’Cause damn, she’s perfect when she lies

She’s filthy when she fakes it

Holy when she breaks it

Whispers in the dark, just to make me feel alive

She’s poison in a perfume

Wicked in the bedroom

Every time I taste her, I forget I said goodbye

She’s filthy when she fakes it

But I still let her take it

Ripped jeans, fake dreams

She’s a nightmare dressed in dopamine

Can’t unsee what’s in those eyes

Every look another lie

But damn… I’d die just one more time

She’s filthy when she fakes it

Holy when she breaks it

Whispers in the dark, just to make me feel alive

She’s poison in a perfume

Wicked in the bedroom

Every time I taste her, I forget I said goodbye

She’s filthy when she fakes it

And I love how she fakes it