Fakin' It

Lyrics by：Paul Frederic Simon

Composed by：Paul Frederic Simon

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 punchlines

I've just been fakin' it

Not really makin' it

Is there any danger

No not not really

Just lean on me

Takin' time to treat your friendly neighbors honestly

I've just been fakin' it 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

I own the tailor's face and hands

I am the tailor's face and hands

I know I'm fakin' it fakin' it

I'm not really makin' it

This feeling of fakin' it

I still haven't shaken it shaken it

I know I'm fakin' it

I'm not really makin' it