Charades

Charades
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 just what i am,
And 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 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? 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. (chorus) can't you feel the real me,
Behind my charades?
Have i lost the real me,
Behind my charades?