perfection is an art, perpetrated by all you bitches women
that don't really know who you are
you just project an image of people you see up on your television
and roll your eyes when i'm begging you listen

to reason, you're bleeding out your soul through your wallet
and the vicious cycles gone on too long for you to stop it
i can't help but hate, cuz it's so hard to relate
you've been lying through your teeth the whole time, it's too late

i think it's longer overdue that you take a look around
you've burned every bridge that would let you out of this town
your friends all came and gone and your family cut ties
cuz you're lost deep within your huge wicked web of lies

if you could just step back and open up your ears
and listen to the preaching you've been avoiding for years
you would see that there's people all around
who wouldn't care about the past and would always hold you down

BUT you would do anything if it gave you more attention
and it burns you over and over you haven't learned the lesson
cuz you still want to please these people who don't care
and then you're crying wondering why no one's ever there

when you're at your wits and and you need em the most
the people you held close, all turned into ghosts
and now you fallen so far and you've lost it all
you go through your whole phone and no one answers a call

don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore
don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore

perfection is a front, that's all it's ever gonna be
but you refuse to see it when you're standing right in front of me
its obvious to everyone, you don't need 20/20
don't bother with excuses, man i've heard more than plenty

you can accomplish anything, just gotta work a little harder
but you'd rather wait for nothing to happen and play the martyr
and as soon as you continue to yield the same results
you'll immediately blame someone else for your faults

it's a sickness that's bred in the back of your head
you'll be taking advantage of every one until they're dead
and even after, you'll probably be filled with sick laughter
no one ever could have predicted this disaster

you're probably the most broken person that i've ever met
dragging everyone around you down into the depths
any day now all this bullshits gonna be over
and youll be looking back at your life knowing that you've blown it

don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore
don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore
bring you down into the ground
bring you down
bring you down to the ground
bring you down into the ground
bring you down
bring you down
don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore
don't you see i'm perfect (no no)
they don't know me
not not anymore