It's getting bad, babe
We're getting close
I see that light that shines for me
It calls out for my ghost
Well, I'm turning off the light, babe
I'm breaking out the candles
I'm striking up a match now
I'm opening the windows
With that, I hear them say
All those awful words to me
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or you don't get to leave
It's getting bad, babe
And it's only getting worse
I see that light made just for me
An apathetic thirst
Well, I'm turning off the light, babe
I'm breaking out the candles
I'm striking up a match now
I'm opening the windows
With that, I hear them say
All those awful words to me
A sound to kill the king
Bittersweet and deafening
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or nothing
Perfect or you don't get to leave