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Backstory:

Just an observation about when I was growing up I was never satisfied with my appearance and how much pressure I put on myself by always trying to look perfect. I'm sure lots of girls/women can relate to the same feeling.

Lyrics:

                                                  
Verse:
She would never let us go out bare faced or distastefully dressed 

She always says our only aim should be to look our very best

Her insecurities run deep, she's known to overachieve

And she only shows the world what she wants it to see


PreChorus:
We may look the same 
But she goes by her own name


Chorus:

She's Miss Perfect 

And I've always chased her

She's a spray on tan, bikini waxed perpetual spring breaker 

She's so perfect 

I almost hate her

With her false sense of confidence 

I need to escape her

And I won't miss it

No I won't miss perfect 


Verse: 
We can never pass a mirror without stopping to stare at ourselves

Always comparing us to other females 

She's got a killer physique, a strict workout routine 

So obsessed with her weight some days we don't eat a thing


PreChorus:
She's impossible 
But I'm not running the show 


Chorus:

She's Miss Perfect 

And I've always chased her

She's a spray on tan, bikini waxed perpetual spring breaker 

She's so perfect 

I almost hate her

With her false sense of confidence

I need to escape her

And I won't miss it

No I won't miss perfect 


Bridge:
Growing up poor she felt shunned by the town but no one's ignoring her now


Chorus:

She's Miss Perfect 

And I've always chased her

She's a spray on tan, bikini waxed perpetual spring breaker 

She's so perfect 

I almost hate her

With her false sense of confidence

I need to escape her

And I won't miss it

No I won't miss perfect