Two Last Names - Fake Moustache

Is it too late
For me to change now
Can I get out
Of this somehow
You're all expecting me to play dumb
You're all expecting me to drink up
And I know you'll assume that I'll go out and stay out
And I know you'll assume that I'll spill beer and be loud
And I know you'll assume I'm the happiest one in that room

Is it too late
For me too change now
Can I get out
Of this somehow
Would you expect me to dress up
Maybe I could wear a fake moustache
And you wouldn't assume
Anything of me
I could spin you around and say something witty
I could be proud and classy
Whatever I wanted to be

You say you say
You love me me this way
But you don't realise
My behaviour's contrived
You say you say
You love me me this way
But you don't realise
I've suppressed my ugly side
You say you say
You love me me this way
But you don't realise
I've suppressed my real side

Written by:
Amber Irving-Guthrie

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