Chelsea Smile

Chelsea's Smile, cut from lips to ears,
Oh, how it hurts so much,
But you've worn it for so long,
How will you ever be able to get rid of the scars?

I guess its not all bad, pretending to be happy,
It makes the world, a much brighter place,
Than the one inside,
Locked deep deep away, for no one to find.

Leave it there, like a buried curse,
Don't let them open the box to Pandora's secret,
They'll have to live with what you give them,
And you'll have to live with it too.

Smile like a TV, turned to a snow storm channel,
Smile like a blurry illegal channel,
Smile until it hurts,
Smile until you've forgotten how to frown.

No one falls in love with a television set,
Even if the possibility is out there,
No one wants to the TV to love you back,
Although it would make for interesting sex.

I don't know what you were thinking, considering those things,
You've got happiness in your arms,
All an idol can give you is a good story,
And maybe a scrapbook or two full of unforgettable pictures.

Chelsea's Smile, a joyful pain we all keep coming back to,
Chelsea's Grin, the laugh we want to echo through our throats all day,
Don't take this as depressing,
Simply, an observation.

It wouldn't be a mistake to smile next to a TV for a while, would it?

-Sir Jestro