Perfect for me by Kristin Sesselja Lyrics
Wait are we recording right now?
Yeah
Kristin and this guy were literally like frolicking on the dance floor while like, listening to a fucking 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 fucked over by men who look like they smokе crack during passover?
I get a bit hungover whеn 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 fucking 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. (hahaha)
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 fucking 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fucking 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?
Yeah
Kristin and this guy were literally like frolicking on the dance floor while like, listening to a fucking 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 fucked over by men who look like they smokе crack during passover?
I get a bit hungover whеn 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 fucking 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. (hahaha)
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 fucking 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fucking 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?