Imperfect

Some things are better off forgotten

We bury them in places that we really only visit by ourselves

Oh, and you were a version like no other

Oh, they never tell you what to do when all you see is gone

What's the sense in anything when what they say is wrong?

Oh, what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times

I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

And oh, what do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go

Stop me (Stop me), I find myself believing (I find myself believing)

A story gets rewritten so blasphemy's permitted once again

(Blasphemy's permitted once again)

Oh, and you were so perfectly imperfect

Oh, they never tell you what to do when all you have are lies

What's the sense in anything? It's just one more goodbye

Oh, what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times

I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

And oh, what do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go

Oh, yeah

Oh, what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times

I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

And oh, what do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive? I had to die to finally let you go

Oh, oh

Finally let you go