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Don't Try to Make Me Real Lyrics
Make me of clay, make me of steel
But whatever you do don't try and make me real
Make me your dream, a secretive deal
But don't ever scheme to try and make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Make me of shit in a two-teenier deal
Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel
Whatever I do, whatever I feel
By your double standard I will never be real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me
Why can't you settle for a fantasy?
You're so convinced that I'm the man to see
I can't live up to
What you give up to
I fail to see, the perfect man in me
Make me from your magazine a listed ideal
Dress me in the doll's house your knickers conceal
Make me your brother-lover beau-ideal
But you will soon discover lover can't be real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Don't try to make me real, Oh no
I've got no sympathy
Sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
But whatever you do don't try and make me real
Make me your dream, a secretive deal
But don't ever scheme to try and make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel
Whatever I do, whatever I feel
By your double standard I will never be real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me
You're so convinced that I'm the man to see
I can't live up to
What you give up to
I fail to see, the perfect man in me
Dress me in the doll's house your knickers conceal
Make me your brother-lover beau-ideal
But you will soon discover lover can't be real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
I've got no sympathy
Sympathy for someone trying to make me real
Stop trying to make me real
I haven't got the kind of heart a lover can steal
Stop crying, I just can't feel
Any sympathy for someone trying to make me real
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Feel whatever you want about me, just don't actually bring me into it. Because once you actually bring me into the equation, then I would have to get emotionally involved. l can't live up to the expectations that you've built up for me in your head. You think I'm perfect, which means I can only fail you - let you down. The best way to prevent that is for me not to get involved in the first place.. I won't hurt you (thus, preventing me from hurt as well. The real intention for this attitude. But I can't admit that to myself, so I'm putting it all on you.)
Kind of seems like it keeps in line with his feelings from No Road Romance. The only thing worse than everyone thinking the worst about you, is having them think the best about you when you don't feel that way about yourself. Perfection is an impossible standard.
I could be wrong, but that's the impression I get from years and years of hearing Pete.