Who knew that love could almost be painless? Bought a new whiteboard now I can’t erase it We want the slate cleared But I can’t seem to word my feelings right Wrote out some lyrics Far too aggressive Going for caring, came out possessive How are you so good? How are you so good? Miss independence, lost my relevance Turning pages, inadequate But still I put my dreams on pause Now I'm up late in your t-shirt Missing your touch sends a fever And I wish that I could turn it off I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic You had me thinking we had good chances Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect I am the good girl, walking in two shoes Checking my boxes, till it comes to you Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect Always re- reading rather than sleeping Baked you some brownies, babe call it even Can we quit the talking and dipping our feet in All of my problems and lukewarm excuses Now I'm up late in your t-hirt Missing your touch sends a fever And I wish that I could turn it off I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic You had me thinking we had good chances Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect I am the good girl, walking in two shoes Checking my boxes, till it comes to you Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect Cute more like chaotic I hope you are thoughtless 'Cause it just gets a little much when there is nothing wrong with You and on the daily I feel like you hate me 'Cause I'm misreading all your texts And hiding songs I’ll never send I'm a bad dancer, more the romantic You had me thinking we had good chances Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect I am the good girl, walking in two shoes Checking my boxes, till it comes to you Caught up in distractions Somehow I missed the section on How to be (how to be) How to be Perfect Cute more like chaotic I hope you are thoughtless (How to be, how to be, how to be perfect) Anxious on the daily I feel like you hate me 'Cause I'm misreading all your texts on How to be Perfect