Saturday, May 24, 2008

i'm a beautiful mess

Jason (Mraz) must have had me in mind when he wrote this song. He must have wrote this for me. He must have. He really must have.




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

Based on your body language, your shouted 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


Hey, 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 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 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 that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging


And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is

It’s 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 I’ve heard

But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt

Cause here, here we are, Here we are Here we are


We're still here


And what a beautiful mess this is

It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes


And through timeless words in priceless pictures

We’ll fly like birds not of this earth

And tides 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


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