I Wasn’t Real
Louis Cole
Kitty and Susie are losing their trust
Their faith in me is covered in dust
My shoes have been filled in, their socks are being filled
The night they found out that
I wasn’t real
I wasn’t real
Got to Johnny’s place through a passage of bricks
Plan B on with my bag of tricks
But the look on his face could only reveal
That he realized
I wasn’t real
I wasn’t real
I wasn't real
I wasn't real
Had to free a priest to make one more stop
My robin was met with neither call nor drop
Your parents have divinity that won't conceal
The night you found out that
I wasn’t real