He tried to play it cool,
And asked the same,
Of me,
But boy,
If you wanted an ice queen,
Why choose one made of fire?
I could never,
Fit into your world,
And you never,
In mine,
He tried to play it cool,
And asked the same,
Of me,
But boy,
If you wanted an ice queen,
Why choose one made of fire?
I could never,
Fit into your world,
And you never,
In mine,
Perfectly Imperfect Me 