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You’ve got the best of both worlds,
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man
And lift him back up again.
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy.
And based on your body language
And shoddy cursive I’ve been reading,
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless.
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is.
And what a beautiful mess this is,
It’s like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives.
And don’t mind my nerve you could call it fiction.
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are.
Although you were biased, I love your advice.
Your comebacks they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities.
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I’m paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging.
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades.
And kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt, oh dear,
Cause here we are. Here we are.
Here we are.
We’re still here
What a beautiful mess this is.
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes.
Through timeless words, and priceless pictures.
We’ll fly like birds, not of this earth.
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure.
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together.
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it. ♥
“Beautiful Mess”, by Jason Mraz
