I tried to treat her to a spotless soul
but found someone had painted it black
She laughed at my face and called me a fool
then quite casually threw it right back
A thousand punches a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A million crippled dreams now crushed
and shattered left and right
It’s a less than perfect world
from what I’ve seen
It’s a less than perfect world
this worn down scene

I twist and I turn as I’m tumbling down
onto the fractured remains of my past
slamming onto the repulsive mess
that was me when I was less of a mess
A thousand punches a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A […]

Guess I had to be kind of blind not to see
how it was bound to be in vain
Hung around for the plot to thicken
while being stabbed again and again
This time I’ll burn all bridges leading back
cause I’m not sure I’m strong enough
I simply have to bail, I’m far to frail
to be at the receiving end
I feel torn apart and abused
battered and bruised

Instrumental track.

Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect world,
perfect, perfect world, less, than perfect, perfect world

This worn down scene, this worn down scene, this worn down scene

Less, than perfect, world
It’s a less than perfect, less than perfect, world
Less than perfect, world
It’s a less than perfect, less than perfect, world
Less than perfect, world

It’s a less than perfect world
from what I’ve seen
It’s a less than perfect world
this worn down scene

From what I’ve seen, this worn down scene
From what I’ve seen, this worn down scene

Perfect, it’s a less than, perfect world

This worn down scene, this worn down scene
This worn down scene, this worn down scene

Her faces hide behind an introverted smile
from enjoying mental flicks that flash before her eyes
She’s got it bad, she’s in well over her head
Poor Jackie’s lost herselves in shades of deep red
With a set of strippers dancing madly in her head

While sifting solemnly through pages of her life
our Jackie’s coming to she’s surfacing fast
With a set of strippers dancing madly in her head
Erotic monsters sleeping under her bed

So scared of coming out or thinking out loud
So scared of coming out or thinking out loud
With a set of strippers dancing madly in her head
Erotic monsters sleeping under her bed

If you’ll trust […]

I tried to treat her to a spotless soul
but found someone had painted it black
She laughed at my face and called me a fool
then quite casually threw it right back
A thousand punches, a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A million crippled dreams now crushed
and shattered left and right
It’s a less than perfect world
from what I’ve seen
It’s a less than perfect world
this worn down scene

I twist and I turn as I’m tumbling down
onto the fractured remains of my past
Slamming onto the repulsive mess
that was me when I was less of a mess
A thousand punches, a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A […]