Perfection As A Hipster

They never met, the singer and the swinger
She walked in, they walked around each other
Fighting for the mirror and smiling
She was awkward
I was tongue tied
She was goofy.

And she aspired to perfection as a hipster
And she asked me
?How should I wear my problem hair
My dirty, no good problem hair??

She asked me
I blew it
I knew it.

I always wonder how things could?ve been
(I wouldn?t waste time dreaming about me)
Spend every second day just
dreaming how the?rst one ought to be
My dream was realised but I was sleeping
I was sleeping.

I caught the girl, her eyelids started to?utter.

And in my arms
She passed out cold, are you okay?
Just lie still you?ll feel better.

(What happened? I want to go home)
Feel better
(Where am I, what have I got on?)
Feel better
(You say that but how do you know?)
Feel better
(Who are you, what do you want?)

I always wonder how things could?ve been
(I wouldn?t waste time dreaming about me)
Spend every second day just
dreaming how the?rst one ought to be
My dream was realised but I was sleeping
I was sleeping
I was sleeping
I was sleeping.