Great Pretender by Amy WustrinI walk the streets
Of this city alone
And I pretend it's preference
Rather than circumstance
That has me playing "army of one"
I feign an independent streak
Like a son-of-a-bitch
Cuz I don't need nobody
To walk me to the subway
And I don't get scared
Looking for Don Hill's
In the Village after dark
What a great pretender I am
I'd rather go alone anyway
I love riding the bus home
And, no, I don't have a crush on you
(I even convinced my best friend)
I can call my numbness
The precious calm I've always craved
But I made a trade-off with God once
I promised not to kiss that boy
If He'd promise I'd never regret regretting it
If He'd promise I'd be able to withstand the pain
And He told me I never have to regret
Doing what's best for me
And that he'd let me know why it was best
In due time
I got a sampling of that precious calm then
But it took me years
To thank Him for it
05/29/2004 Posted on 05/29/2004 Copyright © 2025 Amy Wustrin
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