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, you see;
I'm wearing my heart like a crown.
Pretending that you're still around.
Too real is this feeling of make believe;
too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal.
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, you see;
I'm wearing my heart like a crown.
Pretending that you're still around.
Too real is this feeling of make believe;
too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal.
