Fuckin' Perfect (The Truth About Love Tour: live From Melboune)
Made a wrong turn Once or twice Dug my way out Blood and fire Bad decisions That’s alright Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, Misplaced, Misunderstood Miss “No way it’s all good” It didn’t slow me down Mistaken Always second guessing Underestimated Look, I’m still around
Pretty, pretty please Don’t you ever, ever feel Like your less than Fuckin’ perfect Pretty, pretty please If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You’re fuckin perfect to me
You’re so mean When you talk About yourself You are wrong Change the voices In your head Make them like you instead So complicated Look happy, you’ll make it Filled with so much hatred Such a tired game It’s enough I’ve done all I can think of Chase down all my demons I’ve seen you do the same
Pretty, pretty please Don’t you ever, ever feel Like your less than Fuckin’ perfect Pretty, pretty please If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You’re fuckin perfect to me
The whole world’s scared So I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking Is an ice cold beer So cool in line And we try try try But we try too hard And it’s a waste of my time Done looking for the critics Cause they’re everywhere They don’t like my jeans They don’t get my hair Exchange ourselves And we do it all the time Why do we do that why do I do that Why do I do that
Pretty, pretty please Don’t you ever, ever feel Like your less than Fuckin’ perfect Pretty, pretty please If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You’re fuckin perfect to me
To me, yeah, you’re perfect, you’re perfect! oh
Pretty, pretty please If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You’re fuckin perfect to me