What if you find outEveryone that's in your lifeIs only being paid offBy a T.V. studioAnd every conversationEveryone's had with youWas scripted by the writersLiving in Los Angeles
Smile for the camera
Put on a show for the viewers back homeHide the truth so they'll never knowYou hate what you gotCan't you love what you got?So smile for the cameras that keep rolling
What if you find outEverything that's in your lifeWas only put in front of youBy people waiting for you to fallAnd every time you trip upIt's all just a gameNothing's really matteredNothing was as bad as you thought it was
Smile for the camera
Put on a show for the viewers back homeHide the truth so they'll never knowYou hate what you gotCan't you love what you got?So smile for the cameras that keep rolling
The banquet the reception, it was all for youAffectionate obsession from the masses grewBut little do they all knowYou're just scaredYou're just scared of when they'll write you off your own show
Put on a show for the viewers back homeHide the truth so they'll never knowYou hate what you gotCan'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?
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