Perfect man

The story of your perfect man
Can guide you to the darkest sun
When your soul is feeling blue
He's carrying eyes will always be with you

And when the lights are going down
He grants you with his deepest bow
Treats you like a perfect man

Big bright eyes and friendly smile
Shiny costume every night
Time goes by, now crowd is gone
At his nasty Lair alone
Incomplete and insecure

His home a mess his a filthy prick
His closet neat with wool and silk
A closet full of skins to wear
Each skin a role, a role to serve

And if you ask him don't be sure
Behind his story lies the truth
Like stories of a perfect man

Big bright eyes and friendly smile
Shiny costume every night
Time goes by, now crowd is gone
At his nasty Lair alone
Incomplete and insecure