I go by your profile
Every once in a while
See the play
You want to portray
It's always so "you"
Everything that you do
Rehearsed in every way
One time you cried for our cameras
And you couldn't produce a whole tear
And I felt, at that moment
Watching you
That you were empty, my dear
I wish that I could fill you up
Bring back your emotions again
I'm not sure where they went
But it might take more than a friend
I suppose you would say you're happy
And things are good enough
But just cuz you got it better than most
Doesn't mean things don't get rough