"Imperfection" as written by Brett Anderson and Bernard Joseph Butler....
You grow your nails too long
There's scratches on your arms
You taste like orange chocolate
You always put your hands in my pockets

Your teeth are not quite straight
Your mood swings oscillates
Your language is appalling
And you play with my hair in the morning

Your imperfections are so beautiful
I can't control my animal soul
Your imperfections have got me on a chain
Can't concentrate
I'm a sucker for your beautiful mistakes

And sometimes when we kiss
You touch my fingertips
Synthetic words can't hide me
Passion creeps like death inside me

And slowly we become one
We stick like chewing gum
I want your language to be appalling
I want you to play with my hair in the morning

Your imperfections are so beautiful
I can't control my animal soul
Your imperfections have got me on a chain
Can't concentrate
I'm a sucker for your beautiful mistakes

Your imperfections are so beautiful
I can't control my animal soul
Your imperfections have got me on a chain
Can't concentrate

Your imperfections make you what you are
My defective star
My inelegant love

Your imperfections are so beautiful
I'm out of control
I'm a sucker for the defects in your, your soul


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"Imperfection" as written by Brett Anderson Bernard Joseph Butler

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    General CommentGreat song about loving someone, even if they're not perfect.

    Lyrics are not quite right though. It's 'I'm a sucker for your beautiful mistakes' not 'beautiful-ish face'.
    Dr Strangeloveon July 11, 2005   Link
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    General CommentCorrect lyrics:

    You grow your nails too long
    There's scratches on your arms
    You taste like orange chocolate
    You always put your hands in my pockets

    Your teeth are not quite straight
    Your mood swings oscillates
    Your language is appalling
    And you play with my hair in the morning

    Your imperfections are so beautiful
    I can't control my animal soul
    Your imperfections have got me on a chain
    Can't concentrate
    I'm a sucker for your beautiful mistakes

    And sometimes when we kiss
    You touch my fingertips
    Synthetic words can't hide me
    Passion creeps like death inside me

    And slowly we become one
    We stick like chewing gum
    I want your language to be appalling
    I want you to play with my hair in the morning

    Your imperfections are so beautiful
    I can't control my animal soul
    Your imperfections have got me on a chain
    Can't concentrate
    I'm a sucker for your beautiful mistakes

    Your imperfections are so beautiful
    I can't control my animal soul
    Your imperfections have got me on a chain
    Can't concentrate

    Your imperfections make you what you are
    My defective star
    My inelegant love

    Your imperfections are so beautiful
    I'm out of control
    I'm a sucker for the defects in your, your soul
    Eatcarpeton March 03, 2007   Link

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