Perfect 10 - Unknown Brain, Heather Sommer

Uh oh

Uh ohhh, oh

What does perfect even mean?

Is there even such a thing?

Ohh, ooh

Can we switch up all the rules

And imagine a utopia

Darling, I’m just so fed up with

These expectations, they keep weighin' me down

My heart is beggin' me to get the hell out of my head

I’m gonna live inside the upside down

For a minute and pretend

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahhh, Woahhh

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahhh, Woahhh

And if I say it enough

It gets ingrained in my head

And I start to see…

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahhh

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Honey, I’m a, yeah

(Ohhh)

Yeah, I’ve discussed it with myself

And I’m disgusted with the way

We’re told to have a certain face

A certain weight, be flawless

We aren’t pixels on a screen

No we’re human, we breathe

Every single thing we see curated

It’s overrated

These expectations, they keep weighin' me down

My heart is beggin' me to get the hell out, of my head

I’m gonna live inside the upside down

For a minute and pretend

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahhh

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahhhh

And if I say it enough

It gets ingrained in my head

And I start to think…

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Woahh

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Honey, I’m a, yeah

(Ohh)

Wah-ohhh

Wah-oh

Honey, I’m a perfect ten

Wah-ohhh

Wah-oh