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