in the bedroom across the hall there s a sad girl a distress signal sent to all time to be the hero it s okay that you want me it s okay that you need me there is nothing more lonely than skimming the parking lot by myself it s that time to fake the love game spark a shallow flame uh huh it s that time to fake the love game oh oh oh oh oh in the bedroom across the hall better not be afraid to get awkward better not be afraid to feel backwards you ll learn that the substance is deeper than skin better not be afraid you said that it s not so i sat there and festered nobody trust nobody yeah it s that time to fake the love game spark a shallow flame uh huh it s that time to fake the love game oh oh oh oh oh oh the webs that we weave oh the signs we receive oh oh oh oh in the bedroom across the hall distress signal out to all and so it goes i walked her home another miss we both forgot and so it goes i walked her home i ll always let you go oh the webs that we weave oh oh the webs that we weave oh