Perfect

I bet you she's perfect
She has the real blonde hair and the shiny face
That whole dewy pure thing you can't replace
And i bet you know you drive me crazy every single night
Do you get off on knowing that i want to hold you tight?

And I bet she doesn't think that she's perfect
She doesn't even know that she's making me upset
But why am I being a bitch? This is nobody's fault
No, you would say. No, it's not.