Everything is lookin' aces bro
I stacked the deck a long time ago
Part time cartographer, but how can I complete my mission if I'm still too afraid to navigate the globe? Oh.
Bring it on, show me struggle, instability
And in return I'll show you bloody pools of poetry
It's not a metaphor, this art is really killing me
But I'll admit it I'm addicted and I know it see
Will you offer me a good juxtaposition?
Or just hunger for a new deluxe edition?
Your life is a location I'd like to visit but if I miss it I swear it's the next stop on my mission

I'm perfect imperfect ampersand I'm okay
I didn't ask for these accusations with which I'll do away
I gave it my everything well what else can I say?
I'm perfect imperfect but not enough for you to stay

I'll give this everything... stop.
I'll give it everything and not enough
After a long night of emptying your feelings out it becomes remarkably easy to go out and pretend you're tough
And we've all got it rough, so maybe you should give it up
Or maybe we've got it rough and that means we should live it up
I scouted locations for a favorable vacation as it slowly became harder for me to give a fuck
So now I'm out of luck, but it's all aces kid
I haven't accomplished half as much as these places did
And so I map them out, I pull strings just to travel
Maybe that's why the world around me has unraveled
And I should put it back together, but that is not my function
I'm just a kid with a knack for self deconstruction
When they examined me they found the cons removed, so to the world I look a pro at self destruction

I'm perfect imperfect ampersand I'm okay
I didn't ask for these accusations with which I'll do away
I gave it my everything well what else can I say?
I'm perfect imperfect but not enough for you to stay

Yeah I'm just an amateur cartographer
I've written stories down for miles
And when I return home from my journey and they ask of the most beautiful sight I've seen I'll tell them of your smile
Saying that I'm an amateur cartographer
It's a nice way to say I don't know where I'm going
But where's the beauty in a sure shot, I'm comfortable not knowing

I'm perfect imperfect ampersand I'm okay
I didn't ask for these accusations with which I'll do away
I gave it my everything well what else can I say?
I'm perfect imperfect but not enough for you to stay