[Intro - low whisper]
There you are.
Running again.
You call it fear.
You say you want me gone.
But every time I stop chasing,
you look back.
Pretty little liar.
[Verse 1]
Streetlights flicker, heels hit stone,
you take the long way going home.
Quick little breath, turn down the street,
but never fast enough to lose me.
You know the alleys, know the game,
still choose the road where I'll remain.
You swear you hate me getting near,
then wear excitement dressed as fear.
I slow down.
So do you.
You could vanish in the night,
yet keep yourself within my sight.
[Pre-Chorus]
"Don't follow me."
That's what you say.
So I stop
and turn away.
Three...
Two...
One...
There you are again.
God, you're bad at lying.
[Chorus]
Pretty little liar,
tell me that you hate the chase.
Tell me you don't feel the rush
when you know I'm gaining pace.
Pretty little liar,
keep pretending you don't care.
You say you want me gone,
then keep checking if I'm there.
Run, run,
keep feeding my desire.
I know what you won't admit.
My pretty little liar.
[Verse 2]
You hide behind a doorway frame,
hold your breath and play the game.
I pass you by without a sound,
give you the chance to turn around.
Ten seconds.
Twenty.
Maybe more.
Then I hear you by the door.
You could've left.
You could've won.
Instead you came back for the fun.
That's the part that pulls me in,
that guilty little almost-grin.
Your eyes betray the hidden truth
before your lips can make excuses.
[Pre-Chorus]
You say, "Enough."
I let you go.
Then somehow you make sure I know
exactly where you're going next.
You want the chase,
not the confession.
[Chorus]
Pretty little liar,
tell me that you hate the chase.
Tell me you don't feel the rush
when you know I'm gaining pace.
Pretty little liar,
keep pretending you don't care.
You say you want me gone,
then keep checking if I'm there.
Run, run,
keep feeding my desire.
I know what you won't admit.
My pretty little liar.
[Bridge - spoken]
You know what thrills me most?
It's not catching you.
It's knowing.
Knowing why you slow down.
Why you glance behind.
Why that little smile appears
when you think I can't see it.
You can deny it all night.
Actually...
I hope you do.
It makes the chase
so much fucking sweeter.
[Break - whisper]
Go on.
Tell me you hate it.
...
Now run.
[Final Chorus]
PRETTY LITTLE LIAR,
RUN UNTIL YOUR HEART IGNITES.
Tell me you don't want the chase
while you lead me through the night.
Pretty little liar,
I can read it in your eyes.
Every word says, "Leave me."
Every move betrays the lie.
Run, run,
keep feeding the fire.
The harder you deny the thrill,
the sweeter my desire.
You can lie until sunrise.
I won't make you confess.
Because chasing you is better
when you swear you want it less.
Pretty little liar.
[Outro - close whisper]
You lost me.
...
Didn't you?
Then why did you stop?
Why are you waiting?
That's what I thought.
Run.