Kind of perfect.

Can I just be something
somewhere in your room?
That you won't notice.
Maybe I'll be paper or books thrown on your floor?
Move me when you want to.
I'll live where you put me,
in your vcr if I become a cassete or on top of your computer,
if that's where I would fit
Then so be it.
But things can't be perfect all the time that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go
I will not say one word.
I'll just hang around.
I won't annoy you at all.
When you move out I'll stay until I'm thrown away,
but then it won't matter
But things can't be perfect all the time that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.
Because things cant be perfect all the time, that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.
I promise to start now (to stop now)
I promise to start now (to stop now)
But things cant be perfect.
All the time that I know.
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.
Things cant be perfect all the time that i know
Sometimes we just have to let some things go.
Letting go is my life.
I'll be on my way.