Fiction

One, two

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I treat objects like women

I take beer with a slice of lemon

A millionaire with no money

Get off that pole and dance for me, honey

I like the way the line runs up the back of the stocking

I'm low on fuel, but, bitch, I ain't walking

We met hello and waved goodbye

Don't ask me no questions

And I won't have to lie

No introduction, you know that it's me

He left out the front

But I'm coming out the back so casually

I came for your kisses, your heart-shaped box

Now don't start to tripping

Or our love will go into detox

Now keep me high, don't turn the page

Love is fiction anyway

Love is a fiction anyway

Love is addiction anyway

We met hello and waved goodbye

Don't ask me no questions

I won't have to lie

Now keep me high, don't turn the page

Love is fiction anyway

Love is fiction

Love is fiction

Fiction

Love is fiction

Love is fiction

Fiction