The Great Pretender

Oh, yes, I’m the great pretender,
pretending I’m doing well;
my need is such, I pretend too much,
I’m lonely, but no one can tell.

Oh, yes, I’m the great pretender,
adrift in a world of my own,
I play the game, but to my real shame,
you’ve left me to dream all alone.

Too real is this feeling of make believe,
too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal.

Oh, yes, I’m the great pretender,
just laughing and gay like a clown,
I seem to be what I’m not, (not) you see, (you see)
I’m wearing my heart like a clown,
pretending that you’re still around.

Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal.

Oh, yes (yes), I’m the great pretender,
just laughing and gay like a clown,
I seem to be what I’m not (what I’m not), you see (you see),
I’m wearing my heart like a clown,
pretending that you’re… pretending that you’re still around.