[Verse 1]
Driving through dust devils in the hot butter light
Swimming pool, Holiday Inn, Nowhere, Southwest again
And he was sipping gin
And driving the point of his gas-station knife into the walls
And she was sitting on the corner of the bed
Pretending to drink
Thinking 'ain't this just like a movie set?'

[Chorus]
What do they think of me?
Is it embarrassing that I can't lose control?
And now that we're alone
Are you pretending?
Are you pretending?
Are you pretending?
'Cause you don't have to for me

[Post-Chorus]
Night highway trees
Motel window reflecting back
You don't want to feel anything
But you don't want to feel nothing

[Verse 2]
And the mist of Texas rain makes a halo round her face
And he asks her on the Jackalope patio
"Do you feel like a rockstar on stage?"
She says "It never lasts
I feel eight and seventy years old so fast"
Can't be reckless free
'Cause then they say us girls are batshit crazy
And one look at his milk-fed face
The part the other one plays
And she can see they'll all never understand
[Chorus]
(She wonders)
What do they think of me?
(What do we think?)
Is it embarrassing that I can't lose control?
And now that we're alone
When they're gone
Lying on this cracked-leather sofa
Are you pretending?
Are you pretending?
Are you pretending?
'Cause you don't have to for me
You don't have to for me

[Outro]
Being cool doesn't mean anything
When it's just me
Being cool doesn't mean anything
Doesn't mean anything