[Verse 1]
I'm just so perfectly perfect, except when I'm not
I'm just so seemingly sunny, 'til things get too hot
And we're both so foolishly naughty, until we get caught
Chances are that our love is now utterly, thoroughly shot

[Verse 2]
'Cause my life's so perfectly funny, that is, 'til it's not
And we'll be so stupidly happy, 'til the cannonball drops
And my dreams are ever so tempting, until they go pop (pop)
Chances are that our love is now utterly, thoroughly shot

[Verse 3]
'Cause we're all so perfectly perfect, but not for long
And we'll be so perfectly perfect, 'til we're forced to move on
And we're both so pitifully clueless to what we've become
Chances are that our love is now utterly, thoroughly done

[Outro]
The more you think that you're right, chances are that you're probably wrong