The Perfect Ending Lyrics

The Perfect Ending lyrics

Taken in context,

It's not a bad thing,

But when you start to pick
it apart,

It gets so depressed,

It's that sort of thing,

That
makes you think too much,

It's that sort of thing,

Makes you lose
your objectivity,



So if you made it,

Just be glad that you
did and stay there,

If you ever feel loved or needed,

Remember that
you're one of the lucky ones,

And if it's over,

Just remember what I
told you,

It was bound to happen so just...

Keep moving on,

There are no perfect endings,



You peel back the layers

And
get down to the inside,

But sometimes you loose sight,

Of what it
was you were trying to find,

And it's that sort of thing,

That
makes you think too much,

It's that sort of thing,

Makes you lose
your objectivity



So if you made it,

Just be glad that you
did and stay there,

If you ever feel loved or needed,

Remember that
you're one of the lucky ones,

And if it's over,

Just remember what I
told you,

It was bound to happen so just...

Keep moving on,

There are no perfect endings,

No perfect endings.