Charade

Look how the sequins Catch the light From the metal cans Look how she's spinning She's the candle Calls the sailors in None of it is real Or real enough to feel And that's the appeal Smile and hold still None of this is ever gonna hurt That's how we turn it off We turn it on And everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade The bright lights wash away the pain Look at the order Feel the comfort Knowing what is coming Automatic thrills Everything just as you want it Single-file On the red velvet aisle Get lost in the style Dream awake awhile None of this is ever going to change We can depend On the plot to stay the same And everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade The bright lights wash away the pain Can we stay here forever? There's a draft coming from the rips in the tent Can we keep hiding from it? Can we lie here forever? All is well within the wires holding us together Aren't we clever? None of it is real Or real enough to feel And that's the appeal Smile and hold still Everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade The bright lights wash away the pain Everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade The bright lights wash away the pain Everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade Everyone loves the charade In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade The bright lights wash away the pain