Hayden Oran - Perfect Lyrics
A thousand different things to say,When everyone goes their own way.I try so *****ing hard to be,I try so *****ing hard to be perfect.A million ghosts, a million saintsAnd they're all dancing the same way.I try so *****ing hard to be, I try so *****ing hard to be perfect.I'm perfect, perfect.I'm so perfect, perfect.I'm perfect, perfect.And who the hell are you?Fifteen million ways to cope,I cut my hands on the golden ropes.I see treetops, treetops,Treetops, treetops,Treetops, treetops.Oh you are vanity, you are beauty and the beast.You are what you are, not what you see.I see treetops, treetops. I see treetops, treetops.I try so *****ing hard to beI try so *****ing hard to be perfect.I try so *****ing hard to be,(I try so hard.)I try so *****ing hard to be,(I try so hard.)Perfect.