The Pretender

(álbum: Spiritual - 2019)

He picked me from my parents home
He took me to the latest showing of a movie
I don't remember well
'Cause all I see is him
Rugged in the wind

He lit me up
Rewrote my name
He smoked his weed and I hesitated
Oh Heavenly Father, if I sin
Will you ever look at me the same again?

He was champagne, I was underaged
Drinking on a bender
It was better being the pretender

Lightning storm on my sweet sixteen
I locked my door, told him my teenage dreams
And we embraced like the sand and the sea
I handed over contraband parts of me

After that, I'm sure you know
He never called again
His headlights never showed
The rest, I guess is history
All I see is him
Rugged in the wind

He was champagne, I was underaged
Drinking on a bender
It was better than being the pretender

Hallelujah, he loves me
Hallelujah, he wants me
He wants me not, not, oh

He was champagne
I was enraged
Cussing like a sailor
So much harder feeling like a failure
I was foolish
But he was the pretender