Pretty Eyes Monologue

Pretty eyes is dressed in a suit and tie
Looking mighty fine no one can deny,
There’s a party tonight and the party won’t start till he arrives
The drinks are on me, he will say
Ain’t he a cliché

A typical rich good-looking man
Taking all the ladies he that he can
Dancing on the dance floor
Drinking until there is nothing left to pour
But I know what happens when you close your bedroom door

Drink, drink, drink the night away
Tell everyone you’re okay
But I know it’s not that way
I, I see the pain in his eyes
I, I know that you cry Mr. Social guy

With a mask on your face, you waltz into the place
So many friends in the room, but they’re all just shadows to you
A man of success, you could never be depressed
They all smile at you, the people