I don't like me when I'm Perfect

Written on January 3, 2007

I toss my clothes up on my bed
complain about the things I dread
refuse to break my daily bread
'cause I don't like me when I'm perfect

Go all day without getting dressed
refuse to do my very best
never try to pass the test
'cause I don't like me when I'm perfect

wear a goofy pair of shoes
do anything I choose
be happy when I lose
'cause I don't like me when I'm perfect

I could follow all the rules
dance around with clowns and tools
it doesn't matter who it fools
but I don't like me when I'm perfect