We cried before and after you caught us in mid laughter And you'd think we always laughed But we act in every photograph and We can never just be ourselves We can only portray ourselves And that is why it's true the world over We have to be told to smile It's true the world over we have to be told to smile And smiles are never free Our only good days caught on camera Are only good days caught on camera? They sent a time capsule up into outer space And it held our greatest accomplishments But I think that it misrepresents Where is the page from the diary of the teenage, heart broken, fat girl? And where are the lynching d**hs? The road rage, the crystal meth? And the church-fuls of monsters that kept us from loving Whose smiles were never free Our only good days caught on camera Are only good days caught on camera? And that is why it's true the world over we have to be told to smile And that is why our smiles are never free (the victors pen history) Our only good days caught on camera Are only good days caught on camera?