This rhythme is all off but it was written in great haste and great hurt. One day I'll fix it up but until then bare with me.

She is a perfect person
With her perfect bounce-back hair
She's got her perfect grades
And she makes you stop and stare
Cause she's a perfect person
Without a fuckin' care
For all the not so perfect people
Lying under her
She is a council member
On the honor roll each year
She makes those student speeches
Where the teachers stop and cheer
All the school staff likes her
All your parents wish she was theirs
And as you see her walking
You want to push her down the stairs

Well this perfect person
Her parents tell her what to say
And even if she hates it
She knows she must obey
Because the perfect people
Must do just as they're told
So she has let them break her
Into their little mold
They say she'll be a doctor
She'd rather play guitar
But they don't hear her breaking
And they don't see her scar

Cus yes this perfect person
Hears the snide remarks you make
She sees your spiteful glares
And wonders how much more she'll take
She doesn't let you see
The shit that's killing her inside
You see the perfect person
She lets the rest of herself hide
But when she's up and walking
With her smile and fake pride
She sees only one person
She wishes knew her deep inside
That far-out freaky weirdo
Who's just a bit too strange
To have any real friends
His frequency is out of range
He's kinda got a big nose
And a really bad haircut
And a communist flag
They say is tattooed on his butt
He doesn't talk to anyone
He's got a world of his own
He plays his music loud
And he plays it all alone
His arms are always criss-crossed
With cuts not from his cat
But he doesn't give a damn
If everybody's figured that
And our perfect person
May have perfect unmarked skin
But she knows she's got his scars
And that they're bleeding deep within

But in the end I'm saying
The perfect person that you hate
Is just a human being
Who's had a shitty time with fate
And all those perfect people
Are a lot like you and me
They're not really perfect people
They just want to be free