The Great Pretender - Sean Rowe

And I remember the great pretender as she was dressed in that wicked little gown

As she would enter with the smell of new lane and all those tiny little sounds

And I remember the great pretender as she would enter and leave without a trace

Without a member, holy December and empty outta space

I promised myself again I will not give my heart to the sea

I won’t lose my soul again I will keep it in the happiest of all my times

From this hotel room the night is silent, but my beat is thunder and my

thoughts are getting weak

Now I remember the great pretender

Yes, I remember but am trying to forget

I promised myself again I will not give my heart to the sea

I won’t lose my soul again I will keep it in the happiest of all my times

I will keep it in the happiest of all my times