Thursday, December 15, 2011

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
Based on your body language
your shouted cursive I've been reading
You're style is quite selective
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggest
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 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 the 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

What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words and 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 dressed and stained our shirts
But it's nice today
Oh the wait was so worth it.


how I wish our love will last
:)
amin.

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