Music: Brian Yorkey/Thomas Kitt
Our planet is poison
The oceans the air
Around and beneath and above you
um...Jughead that’s true and I totally care
I’m trying to tell you I like you
What?
The world is at war
Filled with death and disease
We dance on the edge of destruction
The globe is getting warmer by deadly degrees
And this is one weirdo seduction
This small town is pretty much broken
Beyond all repair
But one thing is working
If you are standing there
Perfect for you
I could be perfect for you
I might be lazy
A loner
A bit of stoner
It’s true
But I might be perfect
I’ll make myself perfect
Perfect for you
You square all the corners
I straighten the curves
You’ve got some nerve Jughead and I’m just all nerves
But even if everything else turns to dirt
We’ll be the one thing in this town that won’t hurt
I can’t fix what’s proved up
But one thing I know I can do
I can be perfect for you
I can be perfect for you
Perfect for youuu