The Fake Date Deal
It started out as a game, but it soon got complicated,
Has this infamous playboy been tamed at last?
HER
The plan was to marry a prince, but it turned out he had other ideas,
Marco found me at my lowest ebb and we found a way to reclaim the narrative,
Fake dating a playboy race car driver and my ex’s biggest rival? Yeah, this could be interesting…
The whole point of this was to be seen, to have fun,
To show the world that a royal jilting couldn’t break me,
It was only supposed to be a quid pro quo,
But I’m starting to forget where the ruse ends and reality begins…
HIM
I’ve never been a relationship guy,
But when Eve asked for my help, I was happy to oblige,
We’re supposed to be enjoying this — playing it up when the cameras are looking, having the time of our lives when they’re not.
I know she doesn’t want me for real, so why can’t I stop pretending otherwise?
Eve’s basically royalty, I’m a driver who came from nothing…
And while I may be famous now, I know that girls like her don’t end up with guys like me,
I’m not the endgame, just the detour.
Racing around Europe, reality is coming up fast in the rearview…
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