More songs by Anne-Marie
Description
A smile on the face, a shining wrapper, but inside there is still emptiness, where laughter sounds like insurance against tears. Beauty coexists with chaos, fragile bravado cracks under the weight of anxiety. Irony becomes armor: “Everything's fine, I'm okay,” even though your fingers tremble with reluctance to walk out the door. The music seems to wink: if you don't laugh, you'll have to cry. So it's better to let self-deception dance.
Brained by amitybloc
Director: Benji Gershon
Cinematographer: Donnie Johnson
Manager: Jaz Sherman
Production company: Junior
Executive producer: Jack Wiles
Producer: Stan Chapman
Production manager: Alice Golding
Costume Designer: Thomas Woolburn
Assistant Costume Designer: Sue Haines
Hair Stylist: Nick Peters
First Assistant Director: Lewis Watts
Cinematographer: Jackie Shara
Art Director: Elise Thompson
Editor: Benji Gershon
Graphic Designer: Jack Edney
Studio: Sugarland Studios
Catering: Youngs Catering
Special Thanks: OneStop Films and Location One
Lyrics and translation
Original
If you ask a stupid question
Then you get a stupid answer
And if you ask if I'm okay, I'm unhappy ever after, hm
If you ask me how I'm copin'
I'm like a minute from disaster
I got so damn good at pretendin' that I could win a BAFTA
My world's spinnin' the wrong way 'round
Yeah, I'm smilin', but I'm low-key down
Tryna find somethin' to laugh about, oh, oh
Oh, ain't it funny how
I seem fine, but I'm depressed
I look so pretty, but I'm a mess
I think I'm immune to happiness, oh, why?
Oh, ain't it funny how I wanna be brave, I'm terrified
To get myself dressed and go outside
I say I'm okay, I'm fine, all jokes aside
If I don't laugh, I'll cry, cry, cry
If I don't laugh, I'll cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
I don't want no conversation
I'm not good around new people
I'd rather stick to what I know and watch Malcolm In the Middle
Feelin' lonely when I'm in the crowd
Treadin' water tryin' not to drown
Tryna find somethin' to laugh about, oh, oh
Oh, ain't it funny how
I seem fine, but I'm depressed
I look so pretty, but I'm a mess
I think I'm immune to happiness, oh, why?
Oh, ain't it funny how I wanna be brave, I'm terrified
To get myself dressed and go outside
I say I'm okay, I'm fine, all jokes aside
If I don't laugh, I'll cry, cry, cry
If I don't laugh, I'll cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
If I don't laugh, I'll cry all night
If I don't laugh, I'll cry for the rest of my fuckin' life