Charades

I'm all dressed up in my finest attitude,
 Pretending I don't care,
 Guess I really messed up trying to be two,
 When only one heart can be there,
 Why can't I be just what I am,
 And speak my love withut any shame,
 Why can't she see what I am,
 Is a costumed fool trapped in a tragic game
 Charades and pretty lies,
 They hide what's deep inside me,
 Charades do disguise,
 All the love I keep inside me,
 Charades can't see me,
 But can you feel the real me,
 The real me behind my Charades
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 Oh, Please don't mind me,
 Performing at my hardest,
 As I paint upon the air,
 You won't find me,
 Cause it's a portrait of the artist,
 As a man who isn't there
 Charades and pretty lies,
 They hide what's deep inside me,
 Charades do disguise,
 All the love I keep inside me,
 Charades can't see me,
 But can you feel the real me,
 The real me behind my charades.
 Can't you feel the real me,
 Behind my charades,
 Have I lost the real me,
 Behind my charades