The Pretender

He picked me from my parents home He took me to the latest showing of a movie I don't remember well 'Cause all I see is him Rugged in the wind He lit me up Rewrote my name He smoked his weed and I hesitated Oh Heavenly Father, if I sin Will you ever look at me the same again? He was champagne, I was underaged Drinking on a bender It was better being the pretender Lightning storm on my sweet sixteen I locked my door, told him my teenage dreams And we embraced like the sand and the sea I handed over contraband parts of me After that, well I'm sure you know He never called again His headlights never showed The rest, I guess is history All I see is him Rugged in the wind He was champagne, I was underaged Drinking on a bender It was better than being the pretender Hallelujah, he loves me Hallelujah, he wants me He wants me not, not, oh He was champagne I was enraged Cussing like a sailor So much harder feeling like a failure I was foolish But he was the pretender