Things are shaping up to be pretty odd

I got a lot to say to you ,yeah, I got a lot to say.
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me, keeping them here and it makes no sense at all.
They taped over your mouth,scribbled out the truth with their lies your little spies

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone, just the one two of us who's counting on.
That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again.
Let's be more than
this

If you want to play it like a game,well, come on, come on, let's play.
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending than have to forget you for one whole minute.