The Sweetest Perfection

C#m 
The sweetest perfection 
A 
To call my own 
F#m 
The slightest correction 
G# 
Couldn't finaly hone 
C#m 
The sweetest infection 
A 
Of body and mind 
F#m 
The sweetest injection 
G# 
Of any kind 
 
E 
I stop and I stare too much 
A 
Affraid that I care too much 
F#m 
And I hardly dare to touch 
G# 
For fear that the spell may be broken 
E 
When I need a drug in me 
A 
And it brings out the thug in me 
F#m 
Feel something's tugging me 
G# 
Than I want the real things not tokens 
 
The sweetest perfection ... 
 
Things you'd expect to be 
Having effect on me 
Pass undetectedly 
But everyone knows what has got me 
Takes me completely 
Touches so sweetly 
Reaches so deeply 
I know that nothing can stop me 
 
A F#m D H 
 
A 
The sweetest perfection 
F#m 
An offer was made 
D 
An assorted collection 
H 
But I wouldn't trade 
 
The sweetest perfection ...