The Right Place:
2. Tired of Being Perfect

Well to be perfectly honest, this ain't working
And it's been weighing heavy on my mind
Yes, I know from your perspective things are perfectly fine
But girl, I'm tired of being perfect all the time

I keep my beard trimmed like you like it
And keep my clothes up off the floor
I don't let you catch me smoking them old cigarettes anymore
But I'm already missing the not so distant days
When we used to love each other in all those imperfect ways

So to be perfectly honest, this ain't working
And it's been weighing heavy on my mind
Yes, I know from your perspective things are perfectly fine
But girl, I'm tired of being perfect all the time

Don't you remember dirty dancing in the parking lot in the rain
We were wild, we were crazy, and you never did once complain
Even the good Lord kicked back from time to time
Why don't we turn this watered-down romance back into wine

Cause to be perfectly honest, this ain't working
And it's been weighing heavy on my mind
Yes, I know from your perspective things are perfectly fine
But girl, I'm tired of being perfect all the time

Darling, I just can't be perfect all the time