See the mask upon my face
Upon hers and his and theirs
Some are simple, some ornate
Some are small and some are great
But know, my dear
They're always there
As we dance this masquerade
Now peel away our paint and clay;
Spy our scars just as they are
Some are simple, some ornate
Some are small and some are great
But know, my dear
They're always there
Despite the masquerade