I met a girl last summer
Delicacy of a china doll
Just as perfect too

An anomaly to me
I loved her the first day
Can i be perfect like you?

But her sweetness turned sould quick
her demands became heavy
You're still perfect to me

stuck by her through the days
But her hot words burned deep, you know;
Im speaking of a girl with no empathy

Am I perfect yet, Ana, look at me ?