imperfection

My hair’s a wreck
Mascara runs
My feet get dirty
And my skin burns in the sun
My lips they bleed,
But I still sing my songs
Takes me a minute
To admit it when I’m wrong.

Pretty is as pretty does,
But pretty’s not my thing.

This is what you get
This is who I am
Take me now or leave me,
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
And if you’re thinking about changing my direction,
Don’t mess with imperfection.

My back is weak,
But my will is true.
Got good intentions
But I never follow through.
I say too much,
And don’t know when to leave.
In case you’re looking,
That’s my heart there on my sleeve.

Ego trips and stupid slip-ups,
I’m a mess but –

This is what you get,
This is who I am
Take me now or leave me,
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
And if you’re thinking about changing my direction,
Don’t mess with imperfection.

Scratched and bruised,
A little used,
But baby I work fine.
You might call me
Damaged goods,
But I’m one of a kind.

My hair’s a wreck,
No, I’m not perfect
But I’m not the only one.

This is what you get
This is who I am
Take me now or leave me
Any way you can.
Sometimes I trip and fall
But I know where I stand.
And if you’re thinking about changing my direction,
Don’t mess with imperfection.

This is who I am
If you’re thinking about changing my direction,
Don’t mess with imperfection.

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