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The tent goes up at dawn, a canvas sky
We wash the greasepaint into tired eyes
The strongman’s back is broken, but he lifts the weight
The sword-swallower’s chokin’ on his own fate
The bearded lady whispers to the glass
She sees the girl she was before the past
So we paint the grin, we stretch it wide
There’s a ghost behind these eyes we hide
While the ringmaster calls, "Let the show begin!"
We’re dying slow just to make ’em grin
Yeah, we’re dying slow just to make ’em grin
The twins are sewn together at the side
One weeps for love, the one just wants to hide
The human pincushion pulls the needles out
And counts the scars that no one talks about
The clown who makes the children laugh and scream
Is sober now, but haunted by the dream
We are the marvel, the mistake, the oddity
A mirror held to what they fear to be
They pay their dime to stare, to point, to gasp
We sell our sorrows just to let it last
But when the tents come down and crowds depart
These broken bodies hold the heaviest hearts
So we paint the grin, we stretch it wide
There’s a ghost behind these eyes we hide
While the ringmaster calls, "Let the show begin!"
We’re dying slow just to make ’em grin
The littlest pinhead, with a voice so small
Sings to the elephants after the final call
No one’s watchin’ now, no need to pretend
We let the paint run dry
and the sorrow begins
No one’s watchin’ now
No one’s clappin’ now
Just the sawdust and the wind
So we paint the grin, we stretch it wide
There’s a ghost behind these eyes we hide
While the ringmaster calls, "Let the show begin!"
We’re dying slow just to make ’em grin
