In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's worth it
Who really has the time at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
Yeah, as hard as it gets, cool, calm and collected
Holdin' my breath this, ain't what I expected
Don't argue to death, pull my heart out of my chest
The cards is all on the table I'm callin' it
Don't say it I swallow it
When livin' off of borrowed time
Often I'm on the fence on a line
Addin' up what's on my mind
My feet on the clouds, head on the ground
That we goin' down, bet you know me now
I'm treading water I swear
That if I drown I don't care
They callin' for me from the shore, I need more
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's workin' (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
Who really has the time at all (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
It feel like the weekend on the Tuesday
I can move days
It's "I got something else to do" day
Always do hate, if I do say
The D'USSE with the homies like it's Kool Aid
Me, I'm just tryna play it cool J (anyways)
Yeah, mind over matter I'm
Purer than alkaline
Bitch stuck on album time
I gotta get out to shine
Fly on the wall, shit I was buggin'
Miss me like you gettin' withdrawal I keep that coming, yeah
I'm treading water I know
If I start movin' I flow
Ain't nothin' new it
Just play it cool baby, just play it cool
You know, cool
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's workin'
Who really has the time, at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
Yeah, tell me you love me spin me around
Pretty please pick me up in the air and don't put me down
Seen it all unfold, sat back and watched
Knowin' time don't give a fuck about clocks until they stop
Bare feet, runnin' late, her car is started
Even though the only thing that she driving, a hard bargain
More important is I'm kinda sorta out the door but
She put me back together when I'm out of order
Perfect
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's worth it
Who really has the time at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
Yeah, as hard as it gets, cool, calm and collected
Holdin' my breath this, ain't what I expected
Don't argue to death, pull my heart out of my chest
The cards is all on the table I'm callin' it
Don't say it I swallow it
When livin' off of borrowed time
Often I'm on the fence on a line
Addin' up what's on my mind
My feet on the clouds, head on the ground
That we goin' down, bet you know me now
I'm treading water I swear
That if I drown I don't care
They callin' for me from the shore, I need more
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's workin' (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
Who really has the time at all (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
It feel like the weekend on the Tuesday
I can move days
It's "I got something else to do" day
Always do hate, if I do say
The D'USSE with the homies like it's Kool Aid
Me, I'm just tryna play it cool J (anyways)
Yeah, mind over matter I'm
Purer than alkaline
Bitch stuck on album time
I gotta get out to shine
Fly on the wall, shit I was buggin'
Miss me like you gettin' withdrawal I keep that coming, yeah
I'm treading water I know
If I start movin' I flow
Ain't nothin' new it
Just play it cool baby, just play it cool
You know, cool
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's workin'
Who really has the time, at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I look so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing
Yeah, tell me you love me spin me around
Pretty please pick me up in the air and don't put me down
Seen it all unfold, sat back and watched
Knowin' time don't give a fuck about clocks until they stop
Bare feet, runnin' late, her car is started
Even though the only thing that she driving, a hard bargain
More important is I'm kinda sorta out the door but
She put me back together when I'm out of order
Perfect
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Perfecto Lyrics as written by Malcolm James Mccormick Jon Brion
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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