Mr. Perfect By: @itude
I'm waiting around, He smiles, Won't talk, Not a sound. Does he like me, Does he not? Is he cute, is he hot? All these questions in my head. I say one thing and my cheeks turn re--d. Am I too obvious? Does he like my touch? Everything churns in my he-ad. Does he even know my name? Does he play the flirting game? What should I say what should I do, Does he like me or does he like you?
(Chorus)
Mr. Perfect-------------------------. Will you come arou-nd? Now I feel like i'm falling down. Am I waiting for him? Is he waiting for me? Will this fairytale ever b-e? This is harder then I thought it would b-e. When will he ever notice me? I gave myself a makeover for him to see, but he didn't so the joke's on me. If I look at him will he see me? Without you, I can't eat or sleep no time. I can barely rh--yme. Without you, I think I may lose my mind--. But I just waste my time. When will I see you, through your eyes. When will you hear my cries-----------------------------? I need your touch, your eyes so mu-ch. Do you see my standing here------------------? *Like another voice coming in, Sing chorus. Yeah I need your touch, your eyes so mu-ch. When you look at me, what do you s-ee. When you look in my eyes, do you see right through me? Do I waste your time? Am I wasting
mine-----------------? (Slower, sing chorus.)
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