Imperfect

Some things are better off forgotten

We bury them in places that we really only visit by ourself

Oh

and you were a version like no other

Oh

and they never tell you what to do when all you see is gone

What's the sense in anything when what they say is wrong?

Oh

what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

And oh

why do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive?

I had to die to finally let you go

Stop me (stop me)

I find myself believing (find myself believing)

Oh

a story gets rewritten so a blasphemy's permitted once again (a blasphemy's permitted once again)

Oh

and you were so perfectly imperfect

Oh

and they never tell you what to do when all you have are lies

What's the sense in anything?

It's just one more goodbye

Oh

what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times

I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

And oh

why do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive?

I had to die to finally let you go

Oh

yeah!

Oh

what do you wanna hear?

Do you wanna know how many times I tore myself apart 'cause you're not here?

An oh

why do you wanna know?

Does it make you feel alive?

I had to die to finally let you go

Oh

ho-oh-oah

Finally let you go