The Mask - Rupert Holmes

Everyone in this place is selling something

Or selling themselves on someone new

And if a week goes by, I guess you and I will discover

What we look like

But, for the moment, what we view

Is the mask

We wear the mask

And the mask conceals us all too well:

We’re believing the face we sell

Everyone in this place is buying something

Or taking a no-risk free home trial

But if you buy a line that’s not even mine

What’s the point in even talking?

So why don’t we leave these lines awhile

'Cause here it comes—

It might be love—

But the mask is standing in the way

There are so many things to say.

.

Could be true

Could be me

Could be you

Tear the mask off

Tear the mask off

Tear it all off

Everyone in this world is right for someone

I’ve always believed those words are true

But if we sell ourselves as somebody else

We could make a misconnection;

You’ll end up with one who loves not you

But the mask

We wear the mask

Tear the mask from off your face and find

The you that is in my mind.

Could be you who I see…

Could be true.

Tear the mask off

Tear the mask off

Tear it all off