Cifras
Perfect

Tono: D

Introducción:  F#m   C#m   D  

 F#m                                   C#m                             D 
  Different inflection when you say my name,
                                                                                   F#m 
kiss me, but your kiss don't taste the same.
                                   C#m                               D 
Is it real or am I going out of my mind?
 F#m                               C#m                             D 
  Curious 'bout the company that you keep,
                                                                                             F#m 
'cause I hear you talking 'bout her in your sleep,
                               C#m                                                   D 
and now you've got me talking 'bout her in mine.
                       F#m                                                       C#m                       D 
Ooh, and I bet she has it all, bet she's beautiful like you, like you.
             F#m                                                                   C#m                             D 
And I bet she's got that touch, makes you fall in love like you, like you.
 F#m                   C#m                   D                                                                   F#m 
    I can taste her lipstick and see her laying across your chest,
                           C#m             D                                                                     F#m 
I can feel the distance every time you remember her fingertips.
                                       C#m             D                                                                 F#m 
Maybe I should be more like her, maybe I should be more like her.
                     C#m                       D 
I can taste her lipstick, it's like I'm kissing her, too.
                       F#m         C#m   D 
Ay, she's perfect.
                       F#m         C#m   D 
Ay, she's perfect.
 F#m                                         C#m                           D 
    How does she touch you? Can I try it, too?
                                                                                                 F#m 
I know you're twisted, but baby, I'm twisted, too.
                                                   C#m                                 D 
I wanna know if she can make a man lose his mind.
                       F#m                                                   C#m                                 D 
With the smell of her perfume, I could love her, too, like you, like you.
                     F#m                                               C#m                                   D 
And I can almost hear her laugh, curving on her back for you, for you.
 F#m                   C#m                   D                                                                   F#m 
    I can taste her lipstick and see her laying across your chest,
                           C#m             D                                                                     F#m 
I can feel the distance every time you remember her fingertips.
                                       C#m             D                                                                 F#m 
Maybe I should be more like her, maybe I should be more like her.
                     C#m 
I can taste her lipstick, it's like I'm kissing her, too.
                       F#m         C#m   D       F#m   C#m  D 
Ay, she's perfect.
                                                                   F#m 
I can see her body rushing into you, crushing on your skin,
 C#m                                                 D 
Burning within, burning so deep, deep on your skin, skin next to me.
           F#m                                           C#m 
She's crushing on your skin, settling in,
                         D 
Burning so deep, deep on your skin, skin while you're sleeping.

 F#m                   C#m                   D                                                                   F#m 
    I can taste her lipstick and see her laying across your chest,
                           C#m             D                                                                     F#m 
I can feel the distance every time you remember her fingertips.
                                       C#m             D                                                                 F#m 
Maybe I should be more like her, maybe I should be more like her.
                     C#m                     D 
I can taste her lipstick, it's like I'm kissing her, too.
                       F#m         C#m   D       F#m     C#m   D 
Ay, she's perfect.