Lyrics

Well they pretend to know you well
It's brought on by your magic spell
They're only sentimental for a while

Well they pretend to know you well
It's brought on by your magic spell
They're only sentimental for a while
And they pretend to be your friend
They're all smiles till the end
They're only sentimental for a while

Stacey the boys on the avenue
They can always tell, they can always tell
Which of the ones here are working
not much to sell
But the pieces of their broken heart

You pretend to really care
You run your fingers through their hair
You're only sentimental for a while

Stacey the boys on the avenue
They can always tell, they can always tell
Which of the ones here are working
not much to sell
But the pieces of their broken heart

Well you look tired of pulling tricks
Its just one more for another hit
Then you lock those demons back inside

And you don't ever ask their names
You just bury and hide all of your shame
You can see no exit from this game

Stacey the boys on the avenue
they can always tell, they can always tell
Which of the ones here are working
not much to sell
But the pieces of their broken heart