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 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 [x7]