So tell me more about this boy you met
In South Korea
Running that dirty mouth
For someone else
You say that he's perfect
Still you're climbing in my bed
You don't know babe
What you do to me
When you're telling me
That he's perfect
We agreed we won't call this anything
But it still kills me
That I'm not perfect
Too bad I'm not perfect
I wish that I was perfect
You say he's coming in a couple months
Just like you do
When you're in my room
Why do I listen to you
When you talk about him
Well I think I'm over this
You don't know babe
What you do to me
When you're telling me
That he's perfect
We agreed we won't call this anything
But it still kills me
That I'm not perfect
Too bad I'm not perfect
I wish that I was perfect
Too bad I'm not perfect
I wish that I was perfect