Perfect

So they would definitely hurt you or even better
Make your mother never birth you
Just make her feel like me aching she sits and bleeds
Thinking is this what she really needs
So what the hell if I’m not really perfect
Nobody ever said I had to be And If I wasn’t really perfect
You’d give an arm and a leg to be me
You just wanne be me Don’t you really really wanna be me Pretty like me Wouldn’t it be nice to take a little trip over some ice
And make you frees like you did to me So maybe freezin wasn’t such a bad idea
But knowing my luck you’d float backup
And make the freezin stop, isn’t life such a breeze
Seems like Jezus took a trip to the fucking Antilles
Oh, you know it’s time
You can’t deny it Closing doors before you even try it