Thursday, January 27

Most Of Everything Is Perfect.

This song by Katy Perry suddenly
Make sense.
In a way la.
:)


How do I get closer to you,
When you keep it all on mute,
How will I know, 
The right way to love you,

Usually the queen of figurin out,
Breaking down a man is no work out,
But I have no clue,
How to get through to you,

I wanna hit you just to see if you cry,
I keep knockin' on wood,
Hopin there's a real boy inside,

But you're not a man,
You're just a mannequin
I wish you could feel,
That my love is real,
but you're not a man,

I wish I could just turn you on,
Put a battery in and make you talk,
even pull a string for you to say anything,

But with you there is no guarantee,
Only expired warranty,
A bunch of broken parts,
I can't seem to find your heart,

I'm such a fool,
I'm such a fool,
I'm such a fool,
This one's outta my hands,
I can't put you back together again,

Cause you're a man
You're just a manneguin,
I wish you could feel,
That my kove is real,
But you're not a man,
You're just a toy,
Could you everv be a real, real boy,
And understand,
But you're not a man,

If past is the problem,
Our future can solve them,
Baby,
I could bring you life,
If you let me inside baby,
This will hurt but in the end,
You'll be a man,

Cause you're not a man,
You're just a mannequin,
I wish you could feel,
That my love is real,
You're just a toy,
Could you ever be real, real boy,
And understand,
But you're not a man.






To me this song has two meanings.
How do I understand if you don't tell me. Anything.
I'm getting over you. Maybe.




Love.




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