Perfect
Cover my acne scars
Hide my stretch marks
Hide the ugliest parts of myself
And I have lived in fear
For so many years
That I would never be enough
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me, Lord above
That maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Anymore
I have learned to trust
And listen to my gut
And find the gold in a rust of my scars
And you have held me down
And I'm rising now
'Cause you don't know the things I'm made of
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me like a drug
That maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Whoa, oh, no (my scars fill with gold, it's)
Oh, oh, oh, no (so much more than broken)
Whoa, oh, no-no, no (my heart is wide open)
Oh, oh, no (my scars fill with gold, it's)
Oh, oh, oh, no (so much more than broken)
Oh, oh, no, oh (my heart is wide open)
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me, Lord above
Maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Anymore
Hide my stretch marks
Hide the ugliest parts of myself
And I have lived in fear
For so many years
That I would never be enough
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me, Lord above
That maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Anymore
I have learned to trust
And listen to my gut
And find the gold in a rust of my scars
And you have held me down
And I'm rising now
'Cause you don't know the things I'm made of
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me like a drug
That maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Whoa, oh, no (my scars fill with gold, it's)
Oh, oh, oh, no (so much more than broken)
Whoa, oh, no-no, no (my heart is wide open)
Oh, oh, no (my scars fill with gold, it's)
Oh, oh, oh, no (so much more than broken)
Oh, oh, no, oh (my heart is wide open)
But now I'm standing' strong like I never was
Now I'm feeling like I'm worth the love
Then it hits me, Lord above
Maybe it's not worth it
And no one needed perfect
Anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Freya Ridings, Ewan Phillips
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