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I take the jokes like a punching bag
I spin every sad thing into a gag
I'm the one who says it's fine first
The last to admit when I feel the worst
Door clicks shut, the grin starts to fray
I set down the act on the ceramic tray
Then I sink to the floor, my legs give way
And I stare at the crack where the walls turn grey
Smile for the camera, wave your hand
Make the small talk, keep it light
I'm a paper boat on a sea of sand
I keep this costume, but it never fits right
Smile for the camera, wave your hand
Make the small talk, keep it light
I'm the plastic fern that looks so grand
I'm a kite with a string that's never tied right
Door clicks shut, the grin starts to fray
I set down the act on the ceramic tray
Then I sink to the floor, my legs give way
And I stare at the crack where the walls turn grey
Smile for the camera, wave your hand
Make the small talk, keep it light
I'm a paper boat on a sea of sand
I keep this costume, but it never fits right
Smile for the camera, wave your hand
Make the small talk, keep it light
I'm the plastic fern that looks so grand
I'm a kite with a string that's never tied right