Sorry For Being Perfect

[Verse 1]
You say I drive you crazy
Yeah
I kinda see your point
‘Cause every time you test me
I’m already on the joint
I wake up lookin’ flawless
You’re rollin’ those eyes again
Baby
I’m so sorry
That your husband is a ten
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to live
With this much charm in reach
This walking work of art
Stealin’ focus when you speak
I’ll try to tone it down
But look at me
It’s tough
You married all this trouble
Guess you like your problems rough (oh!)
[Chorus]
I’m sorry for being perfect
My bad for being right
Forgive me for this face
And this devastating smile tonight
I’m guilty of bein’ gorgeous
Too clever for my own good
I’m sorry for being perfect
Just loving you the best I could
[Verse 2]
You caught me in the mirror
Practicing my little smirk
I swear it’s for the haters
Not for the people at your work
You say they always flirt
Babe
When I’m pickin’ you up late
I’ll wear an ugly sweater
Still they look
It’s just my fate
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll plead the fifth on funny
I can’t stop these killer lines
Every joke I drop around you
Got you mad and satisfied
I’ll dial back all this sparkle
If you tell me that you must
But then who you gonna kiss
When you crave a total crush? (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m sorry for being perfect
My bad for being right
Forgive me for this face
And this devastating smile tonight
I’m guilty of bein’ gorgeous
Too clever for my own good
I’m sorry for being perfect
Just loving you the best I could
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to dirty synth and drums]
Tie me to the sofa
Mess my hair
Smear my grin
Baby
Punish all this pretty
Lock my halo in a bin
Write me up a warning
For “excessive sex appeal”
Yeah
Throw away the key
Then show me how sorry should feel (hey!)
[Chorus]
I’m sorry for being perfect
My bad for being right
Forgive me for this face
And this devastating smile tonight
I’m guilty of bein’ gorgeous
Too clever for my own good
I’m sorry for being perfect
And you know you like it
You know you like it
Too much for your own good

rock, Greasy funk-rock groove with elastic slap bass and crunchy guitars, four-on-the-floor kick pulsing under distorted synth stabs; male vocals dripping swagger and self-aware humor. Verses stay tight and half-spoken, pre-chorus climbs with syncopated claps and octave bass runs, chorus explodes into chanty gang vocals and talkbox doubles. Short electro-industrial break after second chorus with bitcrushed drums and vocoder ad-libs before a final, cocky hook reprise., electro-industrial, bounce, funk