The Optimist

Act One I've planned out every word, every conversation Set the stage Moved the pieces into place You won't see the painted smiles I'm wearing Read the subscripts I'm not sharing No No Pull the curtain, take a bow Promise it's ok Says the Optimist Spinnin' illusions Without you even noticing Convince you, convince me That I'm not bleeding from an open wound But the truth is I'm just really good at hiding it I know I'm doomed to play the part, to fill the scene To love someone Who I know has no chance of loving me The worst part is you don't know It's not your fault I don't let it show No No Pull the curtain, take a bow Promise it's ok Says the Optimist Don't you get it I love you, you idiot Convince you, convince me That I'm not bleeding from an open wound But the truth is I'm just really good at hiding it Hiding it Just really good at hiding Promise it's ok Says the Optimist Spinnin' illusions Without you even noticing Convince you, convince me That I'm not bleeding from an open wound But the truth is I'm just really good at hiding it