It's only a facade hun.

The way he smiles to the way he sings
Was all fun and games as you were falling.
Your emotions painted an image you selfishly wanted.

But when it all died out,
His smile to his voice was nothing special.
You wanted to like it because you wanted something real.

You thought this one was different,
So you continued to admire what you wanted
And what you wanted to see.

He was nice, that's fact.
But he didn't really like you.
Oh, honey he didn't.

It's only a facade.