The Perfect Guy

Why do i still love him
After all that he's done to me
But he'll never be the perfect guy,
That he pretends to be

He playing me like a piano
Like I'm some kind of toy
No one is worth this kind of pain
Not even a stupid boy

The perfect guy should be there
When you need him most
You shouldn't be his trophy
So that he can brag or boast

He should treat you with respect
Not like some worthless dog
He should know that your a person
Not just out there in the fog

So you can't help it but to love him
He won't ever make you cry
He's nice, sweet and there for you
And that's the perfect guy.