Put on your poker face.
You don’t, no you don’t have feelings tonight.
Remember what they’ve always told you,
What doesn’t kill you only makes you wish you were dead.

Oooh, they sing to a melody completely out of tune.
As the gin pours like rain on this warm summer’s eve.
So put on your poker face, lest they see
Lest they see what became of a guard let down.

Time heals all wounds, leaves only scars.
But you don’t have to have feelings tonight.