A BEAUTIFUL MESS

You got the (E)best of both worlds;

you’re the kind of girl who can (F#m7)take down a man

and (A)lift him back up a (B)gain.

You are strong but you’re need y.

(G#m7)Hum ble but you’re greed y,

(F#m7)based on your bod y lan guage and shod dy (A)cur sive I’ve been read (B)ing.

Your (E)style is quite se lec tive, though your (G#m7)mind is rath er reck less.

Well, I (F#m7)guess it just sug gests that this is (A)just what hap pi (B)ness is.

And what a beau ti ful mess

this is.

But it’s like

we’re pick ing up trash

(B)in

dress es.

Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write

kind of turn

them (A)selves in to knives.

And don’t

mind my nerve.

te ous You could call it fic tion, but I like be ing sub merged that in we your (A)con in tra dic tions, dear.

’Cause (A)here

we are,

(A)here

we

(E)are.

Al though

you’re bi ased, I (G#m7)love your ad vice.

Your (F#m7)come backs, they’re quick and prob a bly have to (A)do with your in se (B)cu ri ties.

There’s no shame in be ing cra zy, de (G#m7)pend ing on how you take these (F#m7)words I’m par a phras ing, this re (A)la tion ship we’re stag ing.

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 (B)here.

What a beau ti ful mess