It hurts to know I'm not the one you care for I'm pretty sure you're rotten to the core These late-night talks and cigarettes We started sharing after work They're kinda all I have right now So hold on tight We'll be just fine We'll be alright I know you know that I'm not perfect Not even close but still Ill be the one to paint your dreams Dying may seem like it's the problem Living is harder when you open both your eyes And see You never told me anything Or is it all you had to say? I might be imperfect, well I'm better off this way I know you know that I'm not perfect Not even close but still Ill be the one to paint your dreams Dying may seem like it's the problem Living is harder when you open both your eyes and see