What's in a life, if you don't live it, baby?
Its just getting on by
With a promise, what if, maybe?
Hanging around waiting for something to fall
But once in a while the paper smile must come away
What's in a life if you don't live it, baby?

What's in a kiss, if you can't feel it, baby?
The lips may be sweet
But are they sweet enough to taint it?
Wasting your time hanging out of windows panting
Oh, once in a while the paper smile must come and go
Where it blows, who knows
Where it goes, it goes
I'm glad to see it go
I'm glad to see it go

What's in a dream, if you can't be it, baby?

Rip away your painted smile
Rip away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Rip away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile