I ain't perfect, babe And I'm tryin' to accept it I've got my own shit to deal with Oh I know, I know, I know I ain't perfect, babe And I'm tryin' to accept it And I try so hard to be loved by you And I don't know what to do Twenty-five years old and wishing I were 30 Just to feel better in my own skin The grass is greener on the other side I've been lonesome for some time I ain't perfect, babe Though I've been trying I know I'm a character And as I get older, it doesn't seem to get any better I ain't perfect, babe And I know what you're thinking I'm probably not that bad And you know what? You're right But I've got to see that for myself