Texty: Last Perfect Thing. From Her.

You've worked hard for your lifestyle
Hope you never wanna go away
And now you're runnin' with that gangster
And all he ever do is smack your face

I know
Things will never be the same
And I know
How much more can you take?

Still fighting this burn in his lungs
Sweat dripping from his hands
On the floor
He's still a million miles away
From her

Like an angel in harm's way
Way back there
Falling out on the air
When she comes to

I'm still a million miles away
From her

You've been flirting with disaster
One blink and you're off your feet
And time's nothing but a bastard
Desperation sets you free
Disbelief

And I know
Things will never be the same
And I know
How much more could you take?

Still fighting this burn in his lungs
Sweat dripping from his hands

On the floor
He's still a million miles away
From her

Like an angel in harm's way
Way back there
Falling out on the air
When she comes to

I'm still a million miles away
From her

I know
Things will never be the same
And I know
How much more could you take?

Still fighting this burn in his lungs
Sweat dripping from his hands
On the floor
He's still a million miles away
From her

Like an angel in harm's way
Way back there
Falling out on the air
When she comes to

I'm still a million miles away
From her
I'm still a million miles away
From her
I'm still a million miles away
From her