Monday, March 14, 2011

you're perfect (:

Mistreated
Misplaced
Misunderstood
Miss knowing it's all good
It didnt slow me down.

Mistaking
Always second guessing
Underestimating
Look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Fucking perfect

Exchange ourselves
And we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?

Why do I do that?

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