A Beautiful Mess

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 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 shoddy 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
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 And what a beautiful mess this is
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 It's like we're picking up trash in dresses
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 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
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 Although you are 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
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 And what a beautiful mess this is
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 It's like picking up trash in dresses
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 Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
 Kind of turn themselves into blades
 Kind and courteous is a life I've heard
 But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt, oh, dear
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 'Cause here we are
 Here we are
 Here we are, here we are
 Here we are, here we are
 Here we are, here we are
 Here we are, we're still here
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 What a beautiful mess this is
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 Well, it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
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 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've torn our dresses
 And stained our shirts
 But it's nice today
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 Oh, the wait was so worth it