Less Than Perfect [different]

I tried to treat her to a spotless soul
but found someone had painted it black
She laughed at my face and called me a fool
then quite casually threw it right back
A thousand punches a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A million crippled dreams now crushed
and shattered left and right
It’s a less than perfect world
from what I’ve seen
It’s a less than perfect world
this worn down scene

I twist and I turn as I’m tumbling down
onto the fractured remains of my past
slamming onto the repulsive mess
that was me when I was less of a mess
A thousand punches a thousand rolls
would prove them bastards right
A million crippled dreams now crushed
and shattered left and right
It’s a less than perfect world
from what I’ve seen
It’s a less than perfect world
this worn down scene

I was so sure we were different
I was so certain of us
We were so not like the others
You were so having me on