My Life Through P!nk Lyrics ~ F*cking Perfect


This is  one of those songs that the first time I heard it, I knew it was MY song. I’ve a lifetime full of bad decisions, beating myself down feeling like I couldn’t do anything right, others doing that for  me in case I wasn’t feeling crappy enough about myself, and I still manage to land on my feet and pull myself back up.  I was the complete misfit growing up, in school and out, but I’m pretty okay with who I am today.  I’m different, eccentric, and I like it! I am perfect to me, now, being ME,  and I will be fucking perfect to someone, someday.

Warning, the ‘F’ bomb  is dropped a LOT in the explicit version, so if that one offends you, this isn’t for you.  I love the video too, don’t worry it isn’t that racy just go with it.

FUCKING PERFECT – P!nk

Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that’s alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss ‘No way, it’s all good’
It didn’t slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I’m still around

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me

You’re so mean when you talk
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look happy, You’ll make it!
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It’s enough, I’ve done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I’ve seen you do the same
(ohh ohhhhhhh)

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me

The whole world’s scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line and we try try try but we try too hard
And it’s a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they’re everywhere
They don’t like my jeans, they don’t get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

Pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing than you’re fucking perfect to me
(you’re perfect, you’re perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me

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