Perhaps I`ll never show this world all I could be
I just can`t sing to any man the song he wants to hear
And I know that some won`t like me
Others try to be my friend
But I`m all of me, and that`s all that I am
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And if life is for the living
Then why can`t men be real
`Stead of hidin` in their costumes
Forgettin` how to feel, forgettin` how to feel
We still live in a time when manners cover what is real
There`s a basic fact of life that the times cannot conceal
That if some are masqueraders
Others live in their facade
But I`m what I am
I cannot be what I am not
Chorus
I may be too honest and offend those who pretend
I don`t claim I`m always right, that I`m ev`rybody`s friend
Perhaps for them it`s easier to be what they are not
But I`m what I am, and I just can`t play that part
Chorus