Obscured

Maybe it's eating away at you.
As if there's someone just like me.
Pretending is so easy to do.
Like you can finally get off scott free.

Secretly, deep down, you're not even her.
You're a lonely man, with a body obscured.
Successfully, you're under two different skins.
One is a body you wish you lived in.

To get from me, exactly what you wanted,
You stole a beautiful body and flaunted.
Now I bet you're feeling something bad.
No matter what, I'm something you can't have.

Though, as this beauty you pretend to be,
She's stuck in my head and won't let me free.
I need to know how this is making you feel.
I know when I pretend, afterwards, I feel so ill.