A Beautiful Mess

You got the (E)best of both worlds;

(G#m7)you're the kind of girl who can (F#m7)take down a man and (A)lift him back up (B)again.

You are (E)strong but you're needy.

(G#m7)Humble but you're greedy, (F#m7)based on your body language and shoddy (A)cursive I've been (B)reading.

Your (E)style is quite selective, though your (G#m7)mind is rather reckless.

Well, I (F#m7)guess it just suggests that this is (A)just what (B)happiness is.

(A)And what a beautiful mess this (B)is.

(A)But it's like we're picking up trash (B)in dresses.

Well, (E)it kind of hurts when (G#m7)the kind of words you write (F#m7)kind of turn (A)themselves into (B)knives.

And don't (E)mind my nerve.

teous You (G#m7)could call it fiction,

but (F#m7)I like being submerged that in we your (A)con in (B)tradictions,

(F#)dear. 'Cause (A)here we (F#)are,

(A)here we (E)are.

(B)(E)Although you're biased,

I (G#m7)love your advice.

Your (F#m7)comebacks, they're quick and probably have to (A)do with your (B)insecurities.

There's no (E)shame in being crazy,

(G#m7)depending on how you take these (F#m7)words I'm paraphrasing,

this (A)relationship (B)we're staging.

(F#)here we (A)are.

(E)Here we are.

(G#m7)Here we are.

(F#m7)Here we are.

(A)Here we (B)are.

(E)Here we are.

(G#m7)Here we are.

(F#m7)Here we are.

(A)Here we (B)are.

(A)We're still (B)here.

(A)What a beautiful mess this (B)is.

(A)Well, it's like

taking a guess when the (B)only answer is yes.

Through (E)timeless words (G#m7)and priceless pictures,

(F#m7)we'll fly like birds

(A)not of (B)this earth.

(E)And tides, they turn (G#m7)and heart disfigure,

but that's (F#m7)no concern when we're (A)wounded (B)together.

And (E)we tore our dresses and (G#m7)stained our shirts,

but (F#m7)it's nice today;