pretending that I'm doing well
my need is such
I pretend too much
I'm lonely, but no one can tell
yeah, I am the great pretender
adrift in a world of my own
I play the game
but to my real shame
you've left me to play all alone
too real is the feeling of make-believe
too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal
yeah, I am 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.</i>
You can't tell me that's not sad. 