Watching yourself standing at the crossroads
Look over your shoulder while the other guy reloads
It seems only human to want out
Weighing all the options when you just wanna scream
But you freak into a calm 'cause you gotta pick a team
And you play their way until you get to shout

All the perfect girls of pop
They bat their eyelashes a lot
And sing sweetly, they sing sweetly
Like they never been hurt before
Like they never had their heart slammed in a door
They sing sweetly, they sing sweetly

Winning and losing and everything between
And spinning in circles like a big machine
And working up a quiet inner rage
'Til a rhythm and a beat come in your head
And it goes right under something you said
And you wake up wondering if you are okay

All the perfect girls of pop
They bat their eyelashes a lot
And sing sweetly, they sing sweetly
Like they never been hurt before
Like they never had their heart slammed in a door
They sang sweetly, they sing sweetly

Safe and cold's a mighty resonator
Just because I think about her don't mean I hate her
I don't believe her fire keeps you warm
If you think too much it's the land of indecision
If you don't think enough it's the imprecision
I guess I just don't understand the form

All the perfect girls of pop
They bat their eyelashes a lot
And sing sweetly, they sing sweetly
They sang sweetly, they sing sweetly

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Elizabeth Yvonne Cook