"Fake" lyrics

How do I talk to you, talking is so unnecessary
How do I write to you, none of my tones they will carry
Can I sit next to you, I'll buy you a drink here's my license credit score genetic traits police report

I'm sorry you're the best of them
But How are you handling being human, I don't know

Then its Saturday I'm running wild which is hard because I'm stoned
Falling asleep on the couch my mother owns
Lift a broken twisted cold mouth kissing
Because she tastes the spirits I'm quittin'

Sorry you're the best of them, but
How are you handling being human?
Sorry for the rest of them
I know I know I know

That you've got fake lives, fake conversations, fake pasts, fake observations, it won't last a fake creation

Nothing gets broke if nothing gets stolen
Nothing gets broke if nothing gets stolen

I know it's getting late, you said that I should stay
But I gotta be quiet, your roommate's families in town, I gotta be quiet, your roommates families in... town

I know I know I know that it's late but
I know I know I know you said stay but
I know I know I know that you said your roommate's moms in town
I know I know I know that you said your roommate's moms in town

Fake lives fake conversations, fake pasts, fake observations, it won't last, this fake creation
Nothing gets broke nothing gets stolen

Oh it goes nothing gets broke if nothing gets stolen
Oh it goes nothing gets broke if nothing gets stolen

Nothing gets broken, nothing gets stolen