Charades

Charades - Maxwell Caulfield

Written by：Louis St. Louis/Michael Gibson

I'm all dressed up in my finest attitude

Pretending I don't care

Guess I really messed up by trying to be two

When only one heart can be there

Why can't I be just what I am

And speak my love without any shame

Why can't she see what I am

Is a costumed fool trapped in a tragic game

Charades and pretty lies

They hide what's deep inside me

Charades do disguise

All the love I keep inside me

Charades can't see me

But can you feel the real me

The real me behind my charades

Oh please don't mind me

Performing at my hardest

As I paint upon the air

You won't find me

Cause it's a portrait of the artist

As a man who isn't there

Charades and pretty lies

They hide what's deep inside me

Charades do disguise

All the love I keep inside me

Charades can't see me

But can you feel the real me

The real me behind my charades

Can't you feel the real me

Behind my charades

Have I lost the real me

Behind my charades