Written by Emerson Hart/Ingram Hill
Intro: repeat B-G-A Verse: D A B G D A B G Maybe her eyes are just a little bit red almost all the time, D A B G D A B G Maybe her hair it smells like cigarettes when I climb into bed with her at night, Em G Em G she don't wanna try but this just feels so right Chorus: D A B G D A B G D A B Shes almost perfect shes so close to being everything shes almost perfect G B G A but shes not shes not Verse: D A B G D A B G maybe she knows she drives me crazy just bats her eyes like shes my baby D A B G D A B G maybe shes quick to let her tongue fly at me shes not the most proper lady Em G Em G she don't wanna try but this just feels so right Chorus: D A B G D A B G D A B Shes almost perfect shes so close to being everything shes almost perfect G B G A but shes not shes not Bridge: Em F# G D I'm the one to blame I know I caused this crash so now I wander in this mess Em F# G D into this lake of sour meshed through my head the notion that Solo: repeat B G A Verse: D A B G D A B G maybe shes not quite honest with me, almost all the time D A B G D A B G maybe I know theres someone else in her life when I climb into bed with her at night Chorus: D A B G D A B G D A B Shes almost perfect shes so close to being everything shes almost perfect G B G A but shes not shes not D A B G D A B G D A B Shes almost perfect shes so close to being everything shes almost perfect G B G A B G A (till end) but shes not shes not Miiiiine Miiiiiine yeah