Pretty Ugly, Pretty Sad

I turned around to see the clown
He made no sound, his face was down
He was crying, dying to laugh another smile
Down the empty avenues
I stood inside his worn-out shoes

I was flying, trying just to come down
The circus crowd, cruel and proud
Existing in the wilderness
Minding their own business of dying

I turned around and they were gone
I pulled my useless pity on
It was morning, morning so pure and undefiled
Inside my room the healing sea
Nothing here makes sense to me

There's no warning, wanting just to come down
At great expense, ladies and gents
We bring you the greatest show
You can take it with you when you go on lying

Pretty ugly, pretty sad, pretty helpless, pretty glad
Pretty angry, pretty mad, pretty ugly, pretty sad

So now I wander through the days
I wonder who designed this maze
If it's unending, sending out some kind of sign
I turned around to see the clown
I should have pulled the mirror down

Now I'm pretending, extending my welcome in this town
Ladies and gents, at great expense
We bring you the greatest show
Take it with you when you go on lying

Pretty ugly, pretty sad, pretty helpless, pretty bad
Pretty angry, pretty mad, pretty ugly, pretty sad