Perfect Match Songtext
von Jennifer O’Connor

Here′s a story that you never can erase
And everyone is looking at your dirty face
Do yourself a favor
Just get out of this place

I've got half a mind to show up where I should not be
The other half knows that you′re just plain fucking with me
I'm a glutton for punishment
And baby you're so empty

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I′ve got that same itch
It never helps to scratch

Here′s a problem that you never seem to fix
I see you reaching for your same old bag of tricks
Oh you strip down naked
Waiting for that crucifix


And I could track you down like everyone before
Make you love me, then show myself the door
It's so easy going in
When you know the final score

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I′ve got that same itch
It never helps to scratch

And I wonder what would happen if I
I just let go
I wonder what would happen if I
I told you no
No-o-o-o-o

There's a reason that we′re sitting here again
Talking about the same things we did way back then
You could be anyone
As long as you don't let me in

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I′ve got that same itch
It never helps to scratch