Dressed for looks and glances Of any man who dares Smiling of dismonour The human walking lair There's comfort in this madness But no one seems to care She'll dance you like a puppet She'll drop you down the stairs The promise The promise A gallery of wishes Watch every move you make The character so perfect She never makes mistakes The taste of sweat is bitter My hearts in dark despair The promise the promise The promise the promise The promise the promise You promised