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art by amelia rascal 

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GREAT PRETENDER

 

Useless, I can’t hold back for anything, my heart is foolish

I told him off when the air felt too thin

I said, you were the one who was enraptured

you were the one who got enamored first

you were the one who said you thought you could do this forever

you were the one, or honey don’t you remember?

Ruthless, he didn’t hold back for anything, hard lines and cold splits

since he wrote me off, I think he don’t give two shits

So now I got a sick notion of my own:

what if there grows a pit where he rested his palm?

I fell like a kid, and thought that I was grown

people show you themselves, but you get so swept up

Truth is, I knew most everything with him would go through a sieve

but he’s warm up close, and I had to see what the fuse did

I said, he was the one to reach his hand down a ladder

he was the one to say come on, climb up after

he offered me a rung, now he don't remember

either out of love, or he’s a great pretender

Offered me a rung, now he don't remember

either out of love, or he’s a great pretender

offered me a rung, now he don't remember

either out of love, or he’s a great pretender