| All my life I learned to be fake |
| Flashing smiles and firm hand shakes, be real |
| What does it mean? |
| I’ve been lying through my teeth |
| Can’t show what’s hiding underneath, be real |
| What does it mean? |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| All my life I learned to fake |
| What does it mean? |
| All my life I learned to fake |
| What does it mean? |
| I know the thing you want to feel |
| I want to thank you for the real |
| I know the thing you want to feel |
| Tell it isn’t real |
| And I can tell it isn’t real |
| I know the thing you want to feel |
| Tell it isn’t, tell it isn’t, tell it isn’t real |
| Now I know to let it go and start my own damn dumb |
| I know, get real |
| What does it mean? |
| Less appeal is a big deal 'cause there’s no bread too thin to steal |
| Get real, what does it mean? |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |
| Ooo, I’m coming back around |