No one’s perfect
We all have our faults
But forever,
My father’s name I will exault.
You expect to to take your trash
And maybe, just maybe I will.
I will leave it up to God
To choose the price of your bill.

No one’s perfect
It’s the perfect excuse
No one’s perfect
Yet it’s no excuse

No one’s perfect
That’s what they say
Yet I know a perfect man
Who died for me one day.
His name is Jesus
My brother, through God, he is.
And now all thanks to him,
I am eternally in bliss.

No one’s perfect
It’s the perfect excuse
No one’s perfect
Yet it’s no excuse

I’m sorry, Father,
For all the times that I
Ran away from you
And claimed you made her die
And now you’re everything.
How could I ask for more?
When you close a window,
Oh Lord, you open a door.

No one’s perfect
It’s the perfect excuse
No one’s perfect
Yet it’s no excuse

No one’s perfect;
It’s the perfect excuse.
No one’s perfect,
Yet it’s no excuse.