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Songtexte: Pink. Fuckin' Perfect.

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,
Misunderstood,
Miss 'No way, 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 fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me!

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead

So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred... such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same

Oh oh!

Pretty pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me

The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too hard and it's a waste of my time

Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?

Why do I do that..?

Yeah!!!

Oh!!!

Oh, baby, pretty baby..!

Pretty pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty, please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me

Yeah!
You're perfect, you're perfect!!!

Pretty pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me...