gold frame glitter in a candle hall fancy old signatures crooked on the wall everybody sipping truth through champagne teeth meanwhile the paint still wet underneath fake gold shine fake deep eyes whole room clapping for a polished lie smile real wide toast the thief half these saints got forged beliefs museum hearts in expensive smoke everybody buying the beautiful joke fake fake fake fake fake everybody's .... fake small-town museum near the edge of france tour guides talking with rehearsed romance “masterpiece here from the legend’s hand” meanwhile the colors came from a newer brand art men nod with scholarly grace tiny gold glasses halfway down they face one old janitor laughed real low said “truth peels slow but eventually shows” brushstroke shaky under microscope light history collapse overnight whole collection built on practiced fraud fake little angels signed off by god funny thing about people and fame if the frame looks rich they don’t question the paint fake gold shine fake deep eyes fake fake fake fake fake everybody's .... fake critics wrote essays six feet long calling fake pain “emotionally strong” one said “the sadness transcends mortal time” turns out pierre painted it drunk in ‘79 rich folks posing beside the wall trying look profound at the charity ball nobody asked why the dates looked strange or why every saint had the same nose shape funny how fraud wears perfect suits truth usually limps in muddy boots real love quiet fake love loud that’s how the wrong things fool the crowd don’t fall for gold if the soul look hollow don’t trust applause just because they follow some things shine too hard too fast real beauty breathes it don’t beg to last frame by frame name by name everybody selling someone else’s fame fake tears fake grace whole damn world got copies for a face fake fake fake gold frame hanging slightly off-center janitor sweeping after close muttering “real art don’t scream that hard” everybody's .... fake fake fake fake fake fake everybody's .... fake
