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