Every day I build a mask Up to the task Another song, you see I live behind the rhyme and verse I lift my voice 'til I lift the curse It's all rehearsed, you see This music always rescues me There's a melody for every malady Prescription song, you see And should the mask begin to fall My comes in like a twelve foot wall So you can't see me And I'm blessed to entertain The crowd laughs and swoons It's loud guitars and champagne And I sleep well past noon But I've got a lot to explain To myself, not to you Like who lost track of her pain While working their wound So I finally found a home Between the clicks of a metronome And a song, you see Then I went out on a limb But then the tree disappeared and the sky grew dim Then the song changed key But then you told me my pain entertained I heard the applause, thanking God you're sane But what about me 'Cause I'm cursed to entertain The crowd laughs too soon And all I have is my pain Sharp and way out of tune But you know I feel loved and ashamed Since I'm still here marooned And you lose track of her pain When you're working your wound And you lose track of her pain When you're working your wound And you lose track of her pain When you're working your wound And you lose track of her love And you lose track of her pain I just hopped back on that train And keep working I keep working Like he's working I keep working Like you're working I keep working I keep working And that's how the song goes That's how the song goes Hey baby, that's how the song goes But the problem is, it never stops