No,

You don't have to wear the plastic smile don't have to stand up and burn inside 000, if you don't like it She's working late and making eyes with the She's sick of everybody up on her floor.

She wants the sun in her eyes, but all she gets is ignored.

She used to pointing out and get it all back But now she's simply trying to carry the act She's sweating under the lights, now she's beginning to cry.