perfect

you know when it works

you feel it from your chest and down your arms like how

eyes meet with the same thought in mind like how

you feel the dappled poetry between their lines

and you know I see you, I love you from afar

but I count how I err like its a scar

you know when it works

and when it dont work

chip away at it

try to make it fit

how can I compare when you’re always so perfect

I cant help feeling all my efforts aint worth it

I know its bad to judge myself by looking somewhere else

like Im dismissing how it truly felt

when it was so perfect before I sought you out

I guess ill just always be seeking that next thrill

of the moments aligning so precise

the divine resounding of that vibe

that you can feel the chill

rolling like a marble down your spine

aint it divine

when the story works like poetry

and flows with pure symmetry

you know when it works

and when it dont work

revel in the click

of the final hit

how can I compare when you’re always so perfect

I cant help feeling all my efforts aint worth it

I know its bad to judge myself by looking somewhere else

like Im dismissing how it truly felt

when it was so perfect before I sought you out

and I lie to myself

convince myself

that im bad

and I lie to myself

convince myself

how im not glad

how can I compare when you’re always so perfect

I cant help feeling all my efforts aint worth it

I know its bad to judge myself by looking somewhere else

like Im dismissing how it truly felt

when it was so perfect before I sought you out

you know when it works

and when it dont work

you know when it works

and when it dont work

you know when it works

and when it dont work

and when it dont work