All those empty eyes cannot see my disguise
And I'm still too afraid of letting them in
So afraid of losing when there's nothing to win
A painted smile upon the palest face
The perfect costume at the perfect placeΒ (Perfect costume)
Until the day when I can smile
I'll wear my mask and act like your clown
So afraid of losing when there's nothing to win
A painted smile upon the palest face
The perfect costume at the perfect place (Perfect costume)