You say how's the weather, so i look out the window
to brighten my soul, but i can't control the rain
Smile on the outside that never comes in
so i scream "let the show begin"
that keeps falling a comedy mystery, irony, tragedy
You break me open, turn on the light stumble inside with me with me
Do i preoccupy you with my wit to cover this lie
Do i entertain you
Are you mesmerized
I picked out this shirt, i put on this hat
Do you think me faithful, do you think me a clown
I wore all this paint just for you.
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