Put on a pretty smile
You know you've told a lie
Keep back your beliefs
You will surely die
Crushed like garbage
into the river of fire
I will be forgotten
My soul expired
I know that someday
we will tell the truth
but for now I suppose
a placebo will do
I know that someday
I will tell the truth
but I am afraid
of what it will do
I put on a pretty smile
My best housewife one
