It's a Knockoff - Sparks

I confess that this is really not my song

I bought it in Hong Kong

It’s a knockoff

I confess that this is really not my voice

Although I had a choice

It’s a knockoff

So close to real

The look, the feel

So close, and yet

The paint’s still wet

You keep thinking that you’re really holding hands

Sorry, that’s no hand

It’s a knockoff

Just my luck that I would look into your eyes

Then I realized

They were knock offs

So close to real

The look, the feel

So close and yet

The paint’s still wet

I can guess that though you really wear it well

What you’re wearing well

It’s a knockoff

And the Renoir you see hanging on the wall

Bought it at the mall

It’s a knockoff

So close to real

The look, the feel

So close and yet

The paint’s still wet