Love is a flame that can't be tamed 
And though we are its willing prey, my darling 
We are not the ones to blame 
 [bad word] is a word all lovers know 
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling 
We are not the ones to blame 

The more we have the more we want 
And the more it hurts our hearts, my baby 
It always ends up in tears 

So keep on pretending 
Our heaven is worth the waiting 
Keep on pretending, it's alright 
So keep on Pretending 
It will be the end of our craving 
Keep on pretending, it's alright 

When doubts arise the game begins 
The one we will never win, my baby 
It always ends up in tears 

So keep on pretending 
Our heaven is worth the waiting 
Keep on pretending, it's alright 
So keep on pretending 
It will be the end of our craving 
Keep on pretending, it's alright [bad word] on 

So keep on pretending 
Our heaven is worth the waiting 
Keep on pretending, it's alright 
So keep on pretending 
It will be the end of our craving 
Keep on pretending, it's alright 

Love is a flame that can't be tamed 
And though we are its willing prey, my darling 
We are not the ones to blame