Lyrics
She's arranging her sadness for the morning post Just enough wound to seem approachable and real He's been workshopping his caption since the meal went cold Performing the unfiltered with a practiced kind of feel We've all learned the aperture of likeable pain How much dark makes you interesting Without making them step back The calibrated almost-confession The well-rehearsed crack Everyone's performing For a room that's also on the stage Everyone's performing Reading lines from someone else's page The audience is watching While they're waiting for their cue Everyone's performing And honey — I do it too I've chosen which version of the truth I'll tell tonight I've worn my weariness like a carefully selected coat I'm sitting here observing everyone's performance — Which is itself a role that I have learned by rote I've given just enough of the real thing To make the rest feel true I've been mistaking my construction For a point of view Everyone's performing For a room that's also on the stage Everyone's performing Reading lines from someone else's page The audience is watching While they're waiting for their cue Everyone's performing And honey — I do it too Who are you when the camera's off And the caption isn't written When there's nobody to perform for And no story to be in I've been performing me so long I've forgotten the rehearsal I just step into the light And call it personal Everyone's performing The feed is always open, always on Everyone's performing For themselves when everyone is gone The curtain never drops There's no backstage anymore Everyone's performing And we've forgotten what the stage is for