Oh yes, he’s the great pretender
Pretending he’s doing well
His need is such
He pretends too much
He’s lonely but no one can tell
Oh yes, he’s the great pretender
Adrift in a world of his own
He plays the game but to his real shame
He’s left us to dream all alone
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
Too real when the feel but press still conceals
Oh yes, he’s the great pretender
Just laughing and gay like a clown
He seems to be what he’s not you see
He’s wearing his heart like a crown.
Pretending .. but still around