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I've been a little too naive And a little too loyal, a little too loyal You've been like a bullet in the breeze Got a little too spoiled, a little too spoiled Part of my approach, I seem a little cold, but I know, know Pick another rose, but I've seen them come and go, and I know, know If you go looking for perfect, I wish you the best But I won't be here, won't hold my breath So go find out that perfect, it doesn't exist But I won't be here, won't hold my breath Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect I've seen the way you scan the room Trying not to be obvious, not to be obvious You've seen the way I've looked at you Like you're not being honest, not being honest No, part of my approach, I seem a little cold, but I know, know Pick another rose, but I've seen them come and go, and I know, know If you go looking for perfect, I wish you the best But I won't be here, won't hold my breath So go find out that perfect, it doesn't exist But I won't be here, won't hold my breath Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect Oh, nothing's gonna be, no, nothing's gonna be, perfect, perfect I've been a little too naive And a little too loyal, a little too loyal
Writer(s): James John Abrahrt, Lorelei Marcell, Stefan Adam Litrownik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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