What if you find out Everyone that's in your life Is only being paid off By a T.V. studio And every conversation Everyone's had with you Was scripted by the writers Living in Los Angeles
Smile for the camera
Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got Can't you love what you got? So smile for the cameras that keep rolling
What if you find out Everything that's in your life Was only put in front of you By people waiting for you to fall And every time you trip up It's all just a game Nothing's really mattered Nothing was as bad as you thought it was
Smile for the camera
Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got Can't you love what you got? So smile for the cameras that keep rolling
The banquet the reception, it was all for you Affectionate obsession from the masses grew But little do they all know You're just scared You're just scared of when they'll write you off your own show
Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got Can't you love what you got? So smile for the cameras that keep rolling
Love what you got, can't you love what you got?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
