| Ain’t everyone afraid of being figured out
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| They’re just a fraud, a blank charade
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| Some bluffing hand that’s been well played
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| A bleeding mess, a passing fool
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| A lucky dog that’s getting by on nothing
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| Promising or truth
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| You’ll forgive me my masquerade
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| I’ll never tell a soul
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| You weren’t full on, full on, full on No, I’ll never tell a soul
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| That you’ve been faking it for so long
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| And ain’t everyone afraid of being figured out
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| There’s all these answers I don’t know
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| Why do you think I don’t keep you close?
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| And who gives you the right to see
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| Inside my lovely shelter, it’s much safer to forget her
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| If you’ve never even known her
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| So forgive me my masquerade
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| I’ll never tell a soul
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| You weren’t full on, full on, full on No, I’ll never tell a soul
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| That you’ve been faking it for so long
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| 'Cause there’s no honesty, you’ll never get to know
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| So many parts of me I never want to show
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| A little mystery I make up as I go And I know I can be so different than you
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| At least, I hope this to be true
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| Oh, I’ll never tell a soul
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| You weren’t full on, full on, full on No, I’ll never tell a soul
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| That you’ve been faking it for so long
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| Oh, I will never tell a soul
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| You weren’t full on, full on, full on No, I’ll never tell a soul
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| That you’ve been faking it for so long
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| There’ll be a falling out that I’ve no wish to see
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| If we don’t call each other out
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| Then we will both get off scot-free
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| And you can be you and I’ll get to stay me |