I'd gladly smile for you today,
But only if we can negotiate a trade.
I'll smile for you today, so I don't inconvenience your mood.
But only if you join me tomorrow to brood.
We can sit and drink whiskey and question our lives.
Drink the whole bottle and wish we would die.
Look at happy people, eyes full of contempt.
Break a few laws as if we're exempt.
Crack a new bottle to down in an instant.
The key to binge drinking is being consistent.
We can then settle in for the night,
Drink a third bottle and get in a fight.
Then we can collapse tired and sad
Hoping tomorrow we don't feel so bad.
Sounds fair enough, a good trade indeed.
I get that it might seem a tad bit extreme.
To expect this behavior from a person like you.
But that's basically what you want me to do.
So I'll trade you a smile on the outside,
If you're willing to see what that smile really hides.