Are you so low in confidence That you take the next pa**erby? Don't want to be alone Don't want to be seen cry? The happy face mask that you wear Doesn't cover up the colour of your hair So is the right thing to do Tell somebody that you don't have, you don't have a clue And I'll use misfortune to your advantage And I'll wrap up the white feather, all in a bandage The people are catching on to your pa**ion And grab the attention fast, because it's going out of fashion (It's going out of fashion) Because it's going out of fashion The happy face mask that you wear Doesn't cover up the colour of your hair So is the right thing to do Tell somebody that you don't have, you don't have a clue Run away to where the sun shines Slip away, never looking behind Yet days of old, follow the trail To where your head rests On the pillow of feathers you keep so close Whatever you have misplaced It cannot be retrieved Swallow the pride, and believe The happy face mask that you wear Doesn't cover up the colour of your hair So is the right thing to do Tell somebody that you don't have, you don't have a clue