Fake It - Tracy Bonham

Headache

The girl she says she’s got a headache

What she needs is just a handshake

Squeezing out all of the bad excuses she can make

Mornings

There will be some ugly mornings

But at least I’ll know what love means

Love that lets me be as human as can be

I don’t have to fake it

I don’t have to lead you on

I’m as real as they come

And I don’t see how some women put you on

Fakers

With your lipo and your lipstick

You make it easy for a real chick

To see the horror pouring out from your ruby lips

Perfect

I thank god that I’m not perfect

I happen to like all my defects

But my TV don’t agree, and I don’t give a shit

I won’t have to fake it

I won’t have to put you on

I’m as real as they come

And I don’t see how some women lead you on

I won’t have to fake it

I won’t have to put you on

And I don’t like the way that I’m put on display

For your sorry eyes sorry eyes

Here comes the real one

Here comes the real one

Here comes the real one

Here comes the…

Here comes the…

I don’t have to fake it

I don’t have to put you on

I’m as real as they come

And I don’t see how some women lead you on

I don’t have to fake it

I won’t have to lead you on

And I don’t understand why would a man

Want a circus clown