Lyrics Fuckin' Perfect - Bulletboys

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, missunderstood
Miss know it, 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 you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect, to me
You're so mean
When you talk, about yourself
You're wrong, change the voices
In your head
Make them like you instead
So complicated
Look how we are making
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tied game
It's enough, I've done all I can think of
I've chased down all my demons I see you do the same
Ooh ooh Pretty pretty please
Don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect, to me
The whole world is scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking Is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we tried tried tried
But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics Cuz they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans
They don't get my hair
Stringe ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Yeah Ooh Ooh, pretty pretty pretty Pretty pretty please
Don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty pretty please If you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect...
You're perfect
You're perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect, to me