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Little Miss Perfect

Contributed by Alexa_Bachtel on Tuesday, 16th February 2010 @ 07:46:06 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

What's happened to the dream?
It's like a thunder in the paradise
Boom and everything got broken down
Reflection in the mirror doesn't look so perfect
No more, whoa.
I just don't get it how we could sleep on the moment
And all we had has turned into the memories
They keep hauntin' me, I face it every day I live
Now that you're gone, whoa.

Look at me and you will see,
That little miss perfect I was
Doesn't look so perfect no more
And I can't stop feelin' it.
The thread that tied us is torn
And now the perfection is gone
I'm not the little miss perfect
I'm not her anymore.

I still got your ring on my finger
But it don't shine quite as before, honey,
Just like whole my world grown dark in one moment
And all the music that was in it has gone out
And now I see the shadows along the walls
They're reflectin' inside the mirror,
Which I sit a front of now,
That's what I have from the past.

Look at me and you will see,
That little miss perfect I was
Doesn't look so perfect no more
And I can't stop feelin' it.
The thread that tied us is torn
And now the perfection is gone
I'm not the little miss perfect
I'm not her anymore.

The glitters are grown dark
And ain't no need in the dresses and shoes
Tell me why would I get dressed up now
If the one I did it for before was you
You were the one for I ready to be
A little miss perfect, baby,
And now that you're gone
I'll wash the perfection off in the water-drain, love.

Look at me and you will see,
That little miss perfect I was
Doesn't look so perfect no more
And I can't stop feelin' it.
The thread that tied us is torn
And now the perfection is gone
I'm not the little miss perfect
I'm not her anymore.

Look at me and you will see,
That little miss perfect I was
Doesn't look so perfect no more
And I can't stop feelin' it.
The thread that tied us is torn
And now the perfection is gone
I'm not the little miss perfect
I'm not her anymore.

I'm not the little miss perfect
Anymore...

Copyright © Alexa_Bachtel ... [ 2010-02-16 07:46:06]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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