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Text: Pete Townshend. Fake It.

Ruth, you don't get it, do you?
I knew all the time

You can fake it
Hold my hand
If you take it
I will understand

I don't care if you fake it
I don't give a damn
I don't care if you fake it
Don't you understand

You might laugh at me later
But why not smile at me now
Don't ever feel like a traitor
You're not letting me down

Fake it, fake it
I can take it
Love's just an end, it's the means we feel

Fake it, fake it
I can make it
Why not pretend that your love is real
Why not fake it?

I'm going to ask you to act it
Don't let me see if you're bored
If you use the right tactic
You will hear me applaud

I don't mind what you're thinking
I'll just guess what you feel
Don't regret you've been drinking
To make your pleasure look real

Fake it, fake it
I can take it
I don't believe in eternity

Fake it, fake it
Help me make it
I've taken leave of all dignity
Why not fake it?

I am prepared to put up with this
Because I love you so much
And I know that you probably don't love me in the same way
But if you care for me at all
Then take me in your arms

Fabricate the way you feel
I'll just pretend that it's all for real
Fake it anyway

Fake it, fake it
I can take it
I don't believe in eternity

Fake it, fake it
Help me make it
I've taken leave of all dignity

Fake it, fake it
I can take it
Love's just an end, it's the means we feel

Fake it, fake it
I can make it
Why not pretend that your love is real
Why not fake it?
Why not pretend that your love is real

You can fake it
Hold my hand
If you fake it
I will understand