Is there a telephone in the hotel?
I'd like to call a friend
It's half past five and I'm half alive
I need someone's ear to bend

So I give her a call
And she says oh, it's you
I know what you want
But what I need is a heart that's true

So I told her that I loved her, but I lied
'Cause sometimes you gotta fake that emotion
Sometimes you gotta lie about your devotion
Sometimes you gotta lie about your intentions

It's a sad, sad old world
Never know true love
But live won't get too deep
When you're shallow
It's always above you

So sometimes you gotta fake that emotion
Sometimes you gotta lie about your devotion
Sometimes you gotta lie about your intentions
'Cause there are some things you'd be wise not to mention