p48.365 – tears of a mother effin’ clown

Listen up.

Now if there’s a smile on my face
It’s only there trying to fool the public

Yeah, yeah. You see a smile on my face? I don’t think so.

But when it comes down to fooling you
Now honey that’s quite a different subject
But don’t let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression

Mmmhmm. What you see is what you get. A veritable open book, me.

Really I’m sad, oh I’m sadder than sad
You’re gone and I’m hurtin’ so bad

Sure. Wah, wah.

Like a clown I pretend to be glad

I don’t know about all that. I’ll tell you what, though. Just try me, you jerk, and we’ll see who’s crying then.

February 18, 2011 -- jamelah

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