Asking 4 a Friend

I'm just asking for a friend But it's good to see you, good to see you again Is it the same stuff you had last time? It really made me lose my mind I think it's suspect you ever feel lonely at all You're faking, you're faking the fall Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh You're not sentimental, but I've seen you cry In the hotel room when we were high So why do I feel so exposed? When I'm the one who's more composed If memory's selective And pain is all relative It only sinks in when you're above it, dear I think it's suspect you ever feel lonely at all You're faking, you're faking the fall Small flowers plastered on the wall And I suppose I'm irrational Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh