Laura Stevenson - Perfect Lyrics

Don't you let your light filter in, I'll be alright
By myself tonight
War's on, settle in
While my record-setters spin for the Guinness Book

And damned near perfect we were
On the spinning Earth

Don't you pull the pin
Keep it all from closing in
On itself tonight
Fool to bet your life
Better wise than lucky
I'd sooner double-down

And the driveway is drying out our young names
As we circle 'round

Hold the candle still
Stutter-hand and steady will
With your flickering you
You fill my philistine mind
When I know what that means
Then I will be damned

Damned near perfect we were
Passing rashes and words
That don't mean a thing

And the driveway is drying out our young names
They made babies by now
But there's still a war on

Don't you let your light filter in, I'll be alright
By myself tonight