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 Lyrics: 
 Well, I'm not gonna lie
Doesn't work I've tried
 I've choked up the bitterness with wine
 Calling him up, fully drunk
 But he declines count on my blessings
 And now I'm down to none
 He took the piss because I let him
 Yeah, I was good while I was fun
 
 Put on your fake smile
 And wipe away your real tears
 What's real anyway?
 What's real anyway?
 Put on that short skirt
 And show him what he'll miss
 It's not real anyway
 It's not real anyway
 
 So I'm not getting old
 Maybe the time and drunk
 But I thought we were getting better
 And he just smiles as he tells me
 I'm not the one, this film he's directing
 All his feelings are missing
 And I'm saying sorry on the fault
 For all the awful things that I have done
 
 Put on your fake smile
 And wipe away your real tears
 What's real anyway?
 What's real anyway?
 Put on that short skirt
 And show him what he'll miss
 It's not real anyway
 It's not real anyway
 
 Just when it's over
 And not getting older
 After all my time
 That's smile is real
 As real as is
 
 Put on your fake smile
 And wipe away your real tears
 What's real anyway?
 What's real anyway?
 Put on that short skirt
 And show him what he'll miss
 We've all done it anyway
 Let's be real anyway
 
 
		
		
	
 
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