My skin is too pale
These mined dark rings
under my eyes swallow back
the soaring words.
To say the truth I'm not too ugly
I swear I will veil everything from you
I won't seize what's true.
I'm quite proficient in the
emoting beauty act (1).
Under pastel make-up
does effort go up front?
I lie my faces
always even while sleeping
Apply a behaved coating(2)
I wouldn't want that to upset you.
Since it angers their ideal
when you exhibit your morale,
Since to wear your nature
is just a disguise for deception,
If you fancy making up
fake amused dimples,
All these fake looks,(3)
these forged faces wear me down.
And if sometimes I get sad,
if anger lingers in me,
since one must look more optimistic,
then I chose, I prefer
to hang my smile upside-down.
To avoid ruffling
your neatly folded conceptions
I smooth anguish
with a flatiron.
I keep my eyes wide shut(4)
and swear that when the flood
will come, my feelings will drown.
Since it angers their ideal
when you exhibit your morale,
Since to wear your nature
is just a disguise for deception,
If you fancy making up
fake amused dimples,
all these fake looks,
these forged faces wear me down.
And if sometimes I get sad
if anger lingers in me
since one must look more optimistic
then I chose, I prefer
to hang my smile upside-down.
If you fancy making up
fake amused dimples,
All these fake looks,
these forged faces wear me down.
And if sometimes I get sad
if anger lingers in me
since one must look more optimistic
then I chose, I prefer
to hang my smile upside-down.
My smile, my smile... Upside-down!