It's such a small thing, but it means everything
I've tried to run past, but it always catches up with me
We built a fortress out of paper cut
Nice from the outside, is so easy to fall apart
And I've tried so damn hard to
Give you every reason to know I got you
But I don't blame you for your apprehension
It's a little too close to perfection
And it feels so right that it's 'bout to go wrong
It burns so bright, it's about to be gone
But it's almost perfect while it lasts
And it feels so real that it must be faith
I'm in a dream, I'm about to wake
And it's almost perfect while it lasts
Oh-oh, oh, whoa-oh
I've seen enough to know everything I see
If it were up to me, I know where your heart would be
I'm a slow-burn, you're a short verse
You get me so high and leave me so cursed
I'm scared of Murphy's law, what do I do
When you're the problem and the solution too?
But you can't blame me for my apprehension
It's a little too close to perfection
And it feels so right that it's 'bout to go wrong
It burns so bright, it's about to be gone
But it's almost perfect while it lasts
And it feels so real that it must be faith
I'm in a dream, I'm about to wake
And it's almost perfect while it lasts
Oh-oh, oh, whoa-oh
This luck can't be forever
This world wasn't designed to last
Cash your losses at seven
All the fireworks that we had
Just what it wouldn't happen
If we never try
To keep it alive
To keep it alive
Keep it alive
And it feels so right that it's 'bout to go wrong
It burns so bright, it's about to be gone
And it's almost perfect while it lasts
And it feels so real that it must be faith
I'm in a dream, I'm about to wake, and
It's almost perfect while it lasts
While it lasts
Oh-oh-oh, oh, whoa-oh
While it lasts
Oh-oh-oh, oh, whoa-oh