Intro : 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 shouted cursive I've been reading Your style is quite selective, but 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 Intrumental : 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, here we are, here we are, here we are Here we are, here we are, here we are, we're still here   And what a beautiful mess this is   It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes And through timeless words in 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 dresses and stained our shirts But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it Finale :