The Pretender

I live with the life that

I made I get from the things that

I gave My arms are outstreached

I hope for the best

And act rich before

I get paid

I sold of my soul for these jeans

Wherever I go its a scene

Everyones staring as

I act not caring

Attention is breathing to me

Oh I am the

Pretender

My confidence pours in this glass

It helps me to hide from my past

Life of the party

I know everybody

But noone gets beyond this mask

Oh I am the

Pretender

Oh another

Pretty Pretender

Yeah I tell her whatever it takes

My truth is as shifting as shapes

I kiss and hug her and tell her

I love her

Then laugh as

I tend her heartbreak

Oh I am the

Pretender

Oh I'm just a

Pretender

Oh I am the

Pretender

Oh I am the

Pretender