Who knew that love could almost be painless?
Bought a new whiteboard now I can’t erase it
We want the slate cleared
But I can’t seem to word my feelings right
Wrote out some lyrics
Far too aggressive
Going for caring, came out possessive
How are you so good?
How are you so good?

Miss independence, lost my relevance
Turning pages, inadequate
But still I put my dreams on pause
Now I'm up late in your t-shirt
Missing your touch sends a fever
And I wish that I could turn it off
I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic
You had me thinking we had good chances

Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect
I am the good girl, walking in two shoes
Checking my boxes, till it comes to you
Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect

Always re- reading rather than sleeping
Baked you some brownies, babe call it even
Can we quit the talking and dipping our feet in
All of my problems and lukewarm excuses
Now I'm up late in your t-hirt
Missing your touch sends a fever
And I wish that I could turn it off
I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic
You had me thinking we had good chances

Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect
I am the good girl, walking in two shoes
Checking my boxes, till it comes to you
Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect

Cute more like chaotic
I hope you are thoughtless
'Cause it just gets a little much when there is nothing wrong with
You and on the daily
I feel like you hate me
'Cause I'm misreading all your texts
And hiding songs I’ll never send
I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic
You had me thinking we had good chances

Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect
I am the good girl, walking in two shoes
Checking my boxes, till it comes to you
Caught up in distractions
Somehow I missed the section on
How to be (how to be)
How to be Perfect

Cute more like chaotic
I hope you are thoughtless
(How to be, how to be, how to be perfect)
Anxious on the daily
I feel like you hate me
'Cause I'm misreading all your texts on
How to be Perfect