The Perfect Girl Lyrics

You embarrassed all your friends tonight

Talking about the pointlessness

Of social pleasantries

You took a jab at everyone

For being as you called it

"Fucking sheep"

You know, I like what I see

You see it all so clearly you know

I think you could be

I think you could be the girl for me

You don't like kissing

Or vanilla sex

You don't like movies

Unless on VHS

You hate the media

You hate the news

You hate it when strangers talk to you

You hate our consumerist society

You think todays music is a travesty

You hate to wear smiles or underwear

You hate the fact that you don't care

Now we can stand hand in hand

As the world burns

And embrace at the sound of their screams

Of what I want you're the epitome

And we can get along famously

You make me so glad to see

You hate the same things as me

You hate being dragged out to bars

You hate SUVs and smart cars

You hate all the fads

You hate the iPads

You hate earth tones and you hate plaid

Now we can stand hand in hand

As the world burns

And embrace at the sound of their screams

Of what I want you're the epitome

And we can get along famously

You make me so glad to see

You hate the same things as me