Charades

I'm all dressed up
In my finest attitude
Pretending
I don't care

Guess I really messed up
By trying to be two
When only one heart
can be there.

Why can't I be
what I am,
 speak my love,
without 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
conceal me
But can't you feel
The real me
The real me
Behind my charades?

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 the man who isn't there

Charades and pretty lies
They hide what's
deep inside me
Charades
conceal me
But can't 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?