So sweet I can hardly speak.
Due to such trauma in my teeth.
But your body language is telling me;
That
you're worth the pain.
So weak I can hardly keep,
Shaky legs holding up my feet.
But your body language is telling me;
That I'm not to blame.
Practice makes perfect;
Practice makes perfect sense.
I've become;
What a mother wouldn't want in a son.
And I have done a few things I regret.
But practice makes perfect;
Practice makes perfect sense to me.