It's hard enough
To hold it up
'Cause gravity pulls the baggage out
Spent too much time
In my mind
The little moments that weigh me down

Is it ironic?
That even when it gets hard
Can't help but control it
I only make it worse

It feels like closing every window
So that no one really sees you
Doesn't it get lonely
Faking all those days
I guess it's part of being human
Keeping up with an illusion
And when it gets messy
Hide it with a heavy smile

Heavy smile
Heavy smile
Heavy smile

I wish my heart
Was my ride or die
Buried in the backseat with all the lies
Traded myself
For a pretty car
But I just blow through red lights

Is it ironic?
That even when it gets hard
Can't help but control it
I only make it worse

It feels like closing every window
So that no one really sees you
Doesn't it get lonely
Faking all those days
I guess it's part of being human
Keeping up with an illusion
And when it gets messy
Hide it with a heavy smile

Heavy smile
Heavy smile
Heavy smile

It feels like closing every window
So that no one really sees you
Doesn't it get lonely
Faking all those days