Happy On The Outside

I gotta be careful, 'cause if I write another sad song

They'll call me melodramatic

And so I'll fake a smile, yeah, I'll fake it for a while

And we can call it real authentic

(Yeah) I'm waving hands and blowing kisses

While I'm skipping down the street, baby, baby

(Yeah) No one will see me walk a wire or the dumpster fire that my life is

If I keep being

Happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

Yeah, I'm happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

So pass the grass, smoke some weed

Raise your glass and cheers to me

'Cause I'm good at being happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

So hold up, wait a minute, give me a second

I said hold up

'Kay, here we go

This is my confession and the first time that I'll mention it

Actually, you know what, never mind

I'll just keep on being

Happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

Yeah, I'm happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

So pass the grass, smoke some weed

Raise your glass and cheers to me

'Cause I'm good at being happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

I've already said too much but

Somehow not enough

So I'll just keep on being

Happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

Yeah, I'm happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna die

So pass the grass, smoke some weed

Raise your glass and cheers to me

'Cause I'm good at being happy on the outside

When inside, I just really wanna—