Perfect for Me

"- Wait are we recording right now?

- yeah

- Kristin and this guy were literally like frolicking on the dance floor while like, listening to a ****ing remix of frozen, oh my god what if he hears this?"

Why are all the pretty girls getting secluded by crusty little men who make them feel excluded?

my self I am included I’ve had my share of dicks with no brains

And why are all the pretty girls getting ****ed over by men who look like they smoke crack during passover?

I get a bit hungover when thinking of the life that you lead

And you’d be perfect for me

If I had no standards if I was random person you’d be,

across the Atlantic, you’re so ****ing manic

and you think that you can manipulate me,

but I’ve grown a scalp so that we can agree

You’re perfect for me

when you’re gone

"- Can we stay on topic for embarrassing things I've done?

- What you're doing right now is quite embarrassing.

Hey you think it's a job to write songs about boys who don't care about you?

- Well she get's paid for it"

Why don’t all the clever girls just form a union?

Heartbroken girl society we’ll gather for communions

And I’ll host the reunions

cause we’ve got so much shit share

Why can’t everybody be like Timmy Chalamet

Cause all the other good ones always end up being gay,

I guess it has been said before but that’s what the statistics say

And you’d be perfect for me

If I had no standards if I was random person you’d be,

across the Atlantic, you’re so ****ing manic

and you think that you can manipulate me,

but I’ve grown a scalp so that we can agree

You’re perfect for me

when you’re gone

And you can hate the game, but **** the players too,

They are the ones I blame, cause none of us asked for this

Oh yeah you cheat and you lie then you say that we’re fine and go **** every girl that you see

"You're a beautiful lady and no one should tell you otherwise"

And you’d be perfect for me

If I had no standards if I was random person you’d be,

across the Atlantic, you’re so ****ing manic

and you think that you can manipulate me,

but I’ve grown a scalp so that we can agree

You’re perfect for me

when you’re gone

You’re perfect for me, yeah you’re perfect for me

you’re perfect, you’re perfect, you’re perfect, you’re perfect for me

"wow you think your songs are art?"