with your elegant style and your real fake smile you're always stuck in a pose telling fake story and acting like nobody knows. well i watch you at the party you were trying to look artsy playing someone other than you your personal stage is a lonely place you abuse cause i don't see an audience, i don't hear applause and i don't see any reason, for you to hide your flaws cause you're not fooling, anyone at all. i don't see an audience, you won't get no curtain call.
well you love the romance of a high school dance in the center of the room need everyone watching while you plan your every move but your imperfections are the best reflections of what is good in you this lie that you're living will never see you through. I don't see an audience, I don't hear applause and i don't see any reason, for you to hide your flaws cause you're not fooling, anyone at all. I don't see an audience, you won't get no curtain call.