Intro
-Ow! Jeez! What was that for!
It doesn't matter! It's in the past! Hahaha!
Yeah... But it still hurts... -

I wish that I,
Could impress you like,
I used to.
Back when we were dumb,
And young in love,
And didn't care about,
The world.

And we've established,
That I'm not fucking perfect, perfect.
Not fucking perfect, perfect.

I wish that I,
Could make you smile,
Like I used to,
Back when we were dumb,
And young in love,
And didn't care about,
The world.

And we've established,
That I'm not fucking perfect, perfect.
I'm not fucking perfect.

- Boy yes, the past can hurt, but they way I see it, you can either run FROM it, or learn from it. Haha! See! -

Can't you see that I'm trying?
That I'm trying my hardest.
Can't you see that I'm trying?
That I'm trying my hardest.

(Can't you see that I'm trying?
That I'm trying my hardest? x4)
And we've established,
That I'm not fucking perfect.
And we've established,
That I'm not fucking perfect.

And we've established.