Perfection

She looked for perfection in an imperfect worldCause she needed perfection where his hatred was coldAnd she tried to remember how heaven had feltCause she new that she had been there before this cards were dealt(Chorus) And he is just a skeleton, no doubt in his eyesAnd she is an angel no one deniesSo she turn and she left him to turn night into dayBut he grab hold of anything just to make her stayShe searched for the lesson that would teach her the skillsTo fill her hole with herself not valium pillsBut is hard to find sisters not poison with doubtIts hard to find sisters that still know what faith is all about(Chorus)Just to make her stay (bis 4)She came to the table to play a new gameBut she is still holding the same cardsBut she wants to fill your shameCause there is nothing outside her to gain or receiveThere is nothing to fill her alone till her self-shapingAnd he, sheSo she had to turn and leave her none, anything