I'm not supposed to be the Perfect guy around. I'm thinking that as my Body hits the ground. Mostly I try, but I Find I try to hard. But I learned to refrain. To refrain. To refrain. I'm not perfect. But am I worth it. I beg forgiveness from you. I can see it. And I can feel it. Rising up from you. I'd like to try again. I'd like to try, my friend. I'm not perfect. But am I worth it. May I take your hand Oh. Ohh. Oh.