What if you find out everyone that's in your life Is only being paid off By a TV studio And every conversation everyone's had with you Is scripted by the writer's Living in Los Angeles Smile for the camera... Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got can't you love what you got So smile for the cameras that keep rolling (Smile for the camera that keep rolling) Smile for the camera that keep rolling And what if you find out everything that's in your life Was only put in front of you By people waiting for you to fall And everytime you trip up, it's all just a game Nothing's really mattered But nothing was as bad as you thought it was Smile for the camera... Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got can't you love what you got So smile for the cameras that keep rolling (Smile for the camera that keep rolling) Smile for the camera that keep rolling The banquet the recession it was all for you Affectionate obsession from the masses grew But little did they all know you're just scared You're just scared, you're just scared You're just scared of when they'll write you off your own show Put on a show for the viewers back home Hide the truth so they'll never know You hate what you got can't you love what you got So smile for the cameras that keep rolling (Smile for the camera that keep rolling) Smile for the camera that keep rolling Love what you got can't you love what you got Love what you got can't you love what you got Love what you got can't you love what you got Smile for them Love what you got can't you love what you got Love what you got can't you love what you got Love what you got can't you love what you got