You're always looking for the perfect guy,
Yet the more you search,
The more heartache you find.
You never know what's right or wrong,
You just sit there listening,
Hoping for a love song.
You always wait for him to return,
Yet the door is locked,
So you sit there burnt.
You're not one in a million,
We've all felt the scorn,
Fallen for the perfect boy and never known more.
You've felt the tears,
Trickling down your face,
So why wont he come to wipe them away?
You've seen the nightmares,
Which wait at your door,
They're willing to rip, come and explore.
So you always search for this perfect guy,
But girl the fact is,
It's always been a lie.