Broken glass in smaller cracks
walking down the street, for the meet
get ready to say god-night,
there's no more time to fight.

Speak the words and close your eyes
you're the only one who can decide,
running for your life, 'less you wanna die
so get ready to say good-night
there's no more time to fight

Pretend for just a minute, love,
pretend that you cared.
Would you tell me that you love me,
and you'll wish that I was there?
Would you hold me in your arms,
maybe play with my hair?

And even though I know it's not true,
I'd eat it all up, because it's from you.

Pretend for just a minute, dear,
pretend that you cared.
Would you wrap your arms around me,
and say that it's all right?

Because that's what I really want,
that's what I really need...