I get insecure, I point out all my flaws
It's like I'm waiting for
Somebody else to solve
All my problems
That aren't problems, no
Tired of keeping score
Can't do it anymore
I put on my makeup
I wish I could break up
With the girl that doesn't love herself
My mama she hates it
So I try to fake it
But I cannot lie to myself
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
It's so easy for me to forget
That I'm not a doll in a new dress
But nobody is the last time I checked
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
When did we pick up this side effect
I've got to let it go and accept
That perfect is actually imperfect
We learn what we see
Like in the magazines
Porcelain bodies
It ain't reality
Filter all of it
Why can't we face it?
Scars are beautiful
We gotta let them breathe
But right when I wake up
I wish I could break up
With the boy that doesn't love himself
My mama she hates it
So I try to fake it
But I cannot lie to myself
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
It's so easy for me to forget
That I'm not a doll in a new dress
But nobody is the last time I checked
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
When did we pick up this side effect
I've got to let it go and accept
That perfect is actually imperfect
Perfect (even when I'm a mess)
Perfect (even not at my best)
Perfect (let it go and accept)
The way that I am
Perfect (all of me beautiful)
Perfect (so strong and powerful)
Perfect (let it go and accept)
The way that I am
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
It's so easy for me to forget
That I'm not a doll in a new dress
But nobody is the last time I checked
It's hard not to wish I was perfect
When did we pick up this side effect
I've got to let it go and accept
That perfect is actually
Imperfect