You never suffered fools easily, so what are you doing with me?
It's funny but that's what it comes down to with me and you; it's true
The seasons change but each time around they are the same,
much like my indifference
It's so hard to convince yourself of what you believe
It's coming up roses then it's coming down raining
and the petals are staining the ground
waiting in frustration and hoping love can bring us around
Here come our friends
Time to pretend that we aren't sentenced to the time we spend
'cause I've been told that this is give and take and learning to cooperate
and working/playing well with others
and as we travel down this road of ever growing significance
I can't think you're holding up to your end.
Masquerade then remove your face behind closed doors
to bask in the glow of t.v.
everywhere you see faces, hear voices, but it's always me you're tuning out
The good life's tasted and no effort is wasted
when it's love you're seeking out
but love lies wondering when you don't let the truth come out.
Here come our friends
Time to pretend that you and I make up a perfect blend
She said I thought that this was give and take
and learning to cooperate and working/playing well with others.
And as we travel down this road of ever growing indifference
I can't think you're holding up to your end.
High; so high; we could climb so high
Last night you told me you cried yourself to sleep
she's more and more beyond my reach
any moment I suspect that your arms will be flying up in disgust
My mind goes back and your judgment's colored black
all because of a woman with a scarlet "A" across her chest
spend my time wondering whether what I should or want to do is best
Time to pretend