I joined a band cause they knew
how to dress and what to play
I did not have to think much
“Just dye your hair like we do
that guitar will get you laid”

We tried to live that perfect lie
I thought I’d found the place where I belong
We had a totally perfect style
It had to be – so nothing could go wrong

I played along with band rules
And changed my name to Tom
With eyeliner and fake smiles
When you pose before a mirror
it doesn’t matter if you’re dumb

To leave behind that perfect lie
you need to find a place where you belong
and try to change your perfect style
you wanna be - where nothing can go wrong

To leave behind that perfect lie
To try to change your perfect style
You made me panic, when you smiled – it’s true…
So leave behind that perfect lie!

Behind the suits and the beatle boots
we really tried to act like normal friends
But there were lies and fighting too
It made me think that everything would end

I left behind that perfect lie
and found another band where I belong
so get rid of that perfect style
you wanna be - where nothing can go wrong