Friday, July 25, 2008

maybe i should have. maybe i shouldn't. it's all too late now. shit has happened. nothing i can do now except rebuild whatever that's broken. let's hope for the best.

a beautiful mess - jason mraz

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
you 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

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
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 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
and it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
and through timeless words
and priceless pictures
we'll fly like birds out of this earth
and tides they turn
and hearts disfigured
and that's no concern
when we're wounded together
and we tore our dresses
stained our shirts
and it's nice today
all the wait was so worth it

11:07 pm
ilovedjason

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