But you won't see me break, call you up in three days
Or send you a bouquet, saying, "It's a mistake"
Drink my troubles away, one more glass of champagne And you know
But you won't see me break, call you up in three days
Or send you a bouquet, saying, "It's a mistake" Drink my troubles away, one more glass of champagne And you know I'm the first to say that I'm not perfect And you're the first to say you want the best thing But now I know a perfect way to let you go Give my last hello, hope it's worth it Here's your perfect