You said, I look way too happy
I wear too many colors
Like a kid in school

You said it would be less tacky
If only I was distant
If I played it cool

You want high fashion but I give commercial
So my disposition is not controversial enough, yeah I should be tough
I show my reactions, the second I have ‘em
My face is a mirror, whether laughter or tears show up, so guess what?

'Cause
Artists don’t smile
You gotta be gotta be
Tortured, and dark
It’s so in vogue to be
Artists don’t smile
You gotta be gotta be
Sad and serious all the time

Turn that smile upside down

You look so hot right now

Turn that smile upside down

'Cause artists don’t, don't smile

“So guys
When we get in the club
Don’t look
Anyone in the eyes
That’s how you get the respect of the room
That’s what the beautiful people do”
No lie
Nobody roots for the nice guy
Ain’t no wonder why
That’s how you get the respect of the room
That’s what the beautiful people do

I show my reactions, the second I have ‘em
My face is a mirror, whether laughter or tears show up,
But that’s fucked

But
Artists don’t smile

You gotta be gotta be
Tortured, and dark
It’s so in vogue to be
Artists don’t smile
You gotta be gotta be
Sad and serious all the time

Turn that smile upside down

You look so hot right now

Turn that smile upside down

'Cause artists don’t, don't smile

You said, I look way too happy
I wear too many colors
Like a kid in school

'Cause
Artists don’t smile
You gotta be gotta be
Tortured, and dark
It’s so in vogue to be
Artists don’t smile
You gotta be gotta be
Sad and serious all the time

Turn that smile upside down

You look so hot right now

Turn that smile upside down

'Cause artists don’t, don't smile