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.

Hey, maybe I’ll dye my hair
Maybe I’ll move somewhere
Maybe I’ll get a car
Maybe I’ll drive so far
They’ll all lose track
Me, I’ll bounce right back

Maybe I’ll sleep real late
Maybe I’ll lose some weight
Maybe I’ll clear my junk
Maybe I’ll just get drunk on apple wine
Me, I’ll be just

Fine and Dandy
Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

I’ll be fine and dandy
Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow get me way down

Hey, maybe I’ll learn to sew
Maybe I’ll just lie low
Maybe I’ll hit the bars
Maybe I’ll count the stars until dawn
Me, I will go on

Maybe I’ll settle down
Maybe I’ll just leave town
Maybe I’ll have some fun
Maybe I’ll meet someone
And make him mine
Me, I’ll be just

Fine and dandy
Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

I’ll be fine and dandy
Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

I’ll be fine and dandy
Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas
I’m barely getting through tomorrow
But still I won’t let
Sorrow bring me way down

I’ll be fine

Originally from Best Little Whorehouse in Texas & on the soundtrack sung by Dolly Parton.

car crash

I’m wide awake and so alive
Ringing like a bell
Tell me this is paradise
And not someplace I fell
‘Cause I keep on fallin’ down

I wanna feel the car crash
I wanna feel the capsize
I wanna feel the bomb drop
The earth stop ’til I’m satisfied

I wanna feel the car crash
‘Cause I’m dyin’ on the inside
I wanna let go and know
That I’ll be alright, alright

Push me ’til I have to fly
I’ve shed my skin, my scars
Take me deep out past the lights
Where, where nothing dims these stars
Nothing dims these stars, stars

I wanna feel the car crash
I wanna feel the capsize
I wanna feel the bomb drop
The earth stop ’til I’m satisfied

I wanna feel the car crash
‘Cause I’m dyin’ on the inside
I wanna let go and know
That I’ll be alright, alright

So right, so wrong
I’m wide awake and so alive

I wanna feel the car crash
I wanna feel the capsize
I wanna feel the bomb drop
The earth stop ’til I’m satisfied

I wanna feel the car crash
‘Cause I’m dyin’ on the inside
I wanna let go and know
That I’ll be alright, alright

‘Cause I’m open wide
So right, so right

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