Perfect, perfect girl
Am I faithful, am I strong, am I good enough to belong In your reverie a perfect girl Your vision of romance is cruel and all along I played the fool All your expectations bury me
Perfect smile, perfect hair I'm a perfect act. They all know it now, my cover's been blown. Marissa cooper, coop, girl next door, little miss popular, little miss perfect... Now they now the truth; little miss disaster, little miss addict...little miss weak. I had everything, it could've been perfect. I had all the perfect little lies. Enough white ones to get me by and more than enough big dark ones to keep me from drowning in their disgust.
I own my insecurities I try to own my destiny That I can make or break it if I choose But you take my words and twist them 'round 'till I'm the one who brings you down Make me feel like I'm the one to blame for all of this...
Of course it all fell apart because those lies were like glass, they had to shatter eventually. I thought I would die without them and it felt that way for a while but HE was there, he saved me. Almost ironic really, poor little rich girl getting saved by the "fuck up from Chino"; the trouble, the rebel, my saviour. But even that couldn't last because I'm weak and stupid. I had something good and it wasn't glass and mirrors for once it was real it was human breathing caring it was him all him. And I fucked it up. Cos that's what I do I get the perfect life from day one and I fuck it up. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, only it turned out it was only silver plated and that wore out fast didn't it. So I was silver and gold and all things pretty and fake and there he was, everything that could be real the hard life, the untrusting smile he tried so hard to love me to help me.
The riot in my heart decides to keep me open and alive I have to take myself away from you 'cause I can't compete I can't deny there's nothing that I didn't try How did I go so wrong in loving you?
But it was too much for me, too good. As usual I let something, anything get in the way and it was over before I knew how good I had it. And now I'm building up my lies again pretend I'm happy for them; him and Teresa. At least she knows what she has I may hate her but she deserves him and I don't. So now I pretend I don't care when I see him give her that smile, my smile, pretend I can be "just friends" pretend, pretend, pretend. Guess I'm little miss pretending now. More lies, more walls. More of the same.
if ur nice you'll r/r this is my first o.c fic
song: perfect girl sarah mclachlan