Lyric Fakin It

When she goes, she s gone
If she stays, she stays here
The girl does what she wants to do
She knows what she wants to do
And I know I m fakin it
I m not really makin it

I m such a dubious soul
And a walk in the garden
Wears me down
Tangled in the fallen vines
Pickin up the punch lines
I ve just been fakin it
Not really makin it

Is there any danger?
No, no, not really
Just lean on me
Takin time to treat
Your friendly neighbors honestly
I ve just been fakin it
I m not really makin it
This feeling of fakin it-
I still haven t shaken it

Prior to this lifetime
I surely was a tailor
Look at me
("Good morning, Mr. Leitch,
Have you had a busy day?")
I own the tailor s face and hands
I am the tailor s face and hands
I know I m fakin it
I m not really makin it
This feeling of fakin it-
I still haven t shaken it