It's you again, Mr. Perfect

It's you again, Mr. perfect, tryin' to break me down,

forever turning myself into a memory of what once was beautiful and sunny,

but I don't want to hear you now Mr. Perfect,

you're just so full of hate and pride,

you cannot even listen to the gorgeous sound of this sunrise.

The spring gently greets your smile,

and in this precise moment I'm tryin' to lose my mind.

Go away now Mr. Perfect,

let me enjoy this calm.

And when your eyes see through me, Darling,

I cannot but surprise myself,

thinking aloud of your charm, your sweetness and peace.

Now don't leave me, Honey,

Mr. Perfect's on his way,

he forever gone finds us,

resting happily in the bed.