Youve got the best of both worlds Youre the kind of girl who can take down a man, And lift him back up again You are strong but youre needy, Humble but youre greedy Based on your body language, your shouted cursive Ive been reading Youre style is quite selective, though your mind is rather reckless Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is
Hey, what a beautiful mess this is Its 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 can call it fiction Cause 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 theyre quick And probably have to do with your insecurities Theres no shame in being crazy, Depending on how you take these Words that paraphrasing this relationship were staging
And its a beautiful mess, yes it is Its like, we are picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say Kind of turn themselves into blades And the kind and courteous is a life Ive heard But its nice to say that we played in the dirt Cause here, here we are, Here we are Here we are x7
We're still here
And what a beautiful mess this is Its like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
And through timeless words in priceless pictures Well fly like birds not of this earth And tides they turn and hearts disfigure But thats no concern when were wounded together And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts But its nice today, oh the wait was so worth it |
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