the little things that gives you away

.......... its a beautiful mess.

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 shotty 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 we're 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

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 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
we're still here

what a beautiful mess this is
it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
and through timeless words, and priceless pictureswe'll fly like birds not of this earthand times they turn, and hearts disfigurebut 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