Short in the Sleeve - Sad Charade

You hope the bar lights
Will help to hide your age
You've been doing it for years
Passing it off as a phase
Another lost night
Spills into a hazy day
The sun's still hiding
And you feel like doing the same

Don't you ever get sick
Of trying to sell the sad charade
'Cause nobody's buying
That you wanted it this way

You feign some deep tastes
Like a hunger you can't assuage
But you're just another sucker
For whatever's the latest rage
You spin the same tales
About things you only wish you did
Ah, you've never been a rebel
So who are you trying to kid

Don't you ever get sick
Of trying to sell the sad charade
'Cause nobody's buying
That you wanted it this way

All the wounds you can't quite cover
All the kisses from nameless lovers
Hover in your head when you sleep

Another lost night
Spills into a hazy day
The sun's still hiding
And you feel like doing the same

Don't you ever get sick
Of trying to sell the sad charade
'Cause nobody's buying
That you wanted it this way

Written by:
Jason Middlekauff

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