I can tell that something is wrong
There's a weird look in your eyes
But you insist on carrying on
With what's hidden deep inside
Now tell me
What's it coming to
An imitation of me
An imitation of you
Imitation, imitation of love
It's the twentieth take
I see you cryin'
But I know the pain is fake
The pain is fake
We're going through the motions of love
And every move is right on cue
But what you say is a monotone
As if it's all been fed to you
Now tell me
What's it coming to
An imitation of me
An imitation of you
Imitation, imitation of love
It's the twentieth take
I see you cryin'
But I know the pain is fake
