Does she know? Is it so?
Is she on to my whole show?
If anything, I should have told her long ago
But she smiles and I go wild
No, it ain't love, but I'm inspired
Take me home, oh little darling, take me home

But I hope that you remember
When our fires turn to embers
That if you me found kind and tender
It may hurt when you realize
That I am the great pretender

So my dear, please don't fear
That I wish to be unclear
But the drinks do adjust my disposition
But I will to be so kind
And we can love a little lie
Oh can't you see, the yearning in my eyes?

But I hope that you remember
When our fires turn to embers
That if you found me kind and tender
It may hurt when you realize
That I am the great pretender
I met her late at night
She said, darling, can I get a light?
Oh, just as pretty as anything I'd seen before
When I awoke she was gone
But a note was on the phone
And written down was this message to me

Oh, I hope that you remember
When our fire has turned to embers
That if you found me kind and tender
It may hurt when you realize
That I am the great pretender