I don't know what you mean
But it means a lot to me
Your faults are my virtues
I’m only a formality
When love leaves
When love is perfect*
I’m used to balance you
I know it from merely observing you
When you’re there
When you get bored
I’m your tool for arrogance
I no longer exist when you have confidence
When love leaves
When love is perfect
I’d love not to have this luck
Of being equipped with a conscience
When love leaves
When love is perfect
Your faults are my virtues
I’m only a formality
When love leaves
When love is perfect
I’m used to balance you
I know it from merely observing you
When you’re there
When you get bored
I’m your tool for arrogance
I no longer exist when you have confidence
When love leaves
When love is perfect
I’d love not to have this luck
Of being equipped with a conscience
When love leaves
When love is perfect
I don't know what you mean
But it means a lot to me
When love leaves
When love is perfect