I'm Not A Perfect Boy

I'm not a perfect boy,

that you always dreamt for,

i'm like a crashing bore,

that always gets number four,

she says i'm so wonderful,

but i'm only a blind fool.

I'm just a boy,

with no where to go,

i'm just a boy,

who's going to fall.

I'm not a perfect boy,

like i said to you,

i'm just a boy,

with no future planned

Walk around in this lonely street,

get some Roses and we'll run away,

she looks at me as I stares back,

I saw she'll fear someday.

I wish to run away,

run to the mountain of Norway,

I'd be sitting on cold ice,

hopping if tomorrow would be nice,

It'd be picture perfect,but i doubt it'll satisfy you,

I'm not a perfect boy,

so why you wont let me go?