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.