| Saw an angel cross the pavement
|
| Walk up to my favorite ball
|
| I was rolling marijuana
|
| Popped up in my best friends car
|
| We locked eyes and tryna smile before I gonna move my face
|
| Just stare at me and turn on all the way
|
| Oh
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| I bet you wish that you could go, yourself
|
| I’m looking at you, seeing nothing you’re beautiful
|
| But you know it all so well
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Oh, I think you’re so damn perfect
|
| You gotta think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Perfect, oh
|
| There’s a wall tinted to the bar
|
| I was looking 'round like the FBI
|
| I saw you dancing in the corner real close with an average guy
|
| I could have sworn you with a downfold
|
| Another turn, at least tonight
|
| I guess that you’re gonna be mine
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| I bet you wish that you could go, yourself
|
| I’m looking at you, now I’m seeing nothing you’re beautiful
|
| But you know it all so well, oh
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Oh, I think you’re so damn perfect
|
| You gotta think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Perfect, oh
|
| One day the looks are gonna fade out, oh no
|
| One day you gonna look in the mirror see nothing at all, oh
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Oh, I think you’re so damn perfect
|
| You gotta think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Perfect, oh
|
| I know you think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Oh, I think you’re so damn perfect
|
| You gotta think you’re so damn perfect
|
| Perfect, oh |