Pawn Shop Smiles

I'll take that one
Yes, that one
Number three bottom shelf last row please
That smile is just right
It's good enough to fool you all
You obviously can't see my sadness hovering over me
It all started when I lost you
It won't end until I have you
And yet I fear the sick feeling I get if I stole you
Yet you to me show no imperfections
You now every trick to make me break my fakes and really smile
When you see my sadness you comfort me
When I see your I hold you as close as I can until I feel that I have gone to far
I hope one day you notice this fake smile that I wear each day