"A Beautiful Mess" - Jason Mraz
It's not something to be ashamed of. It's your body and you make it for what it is. If you see yourself as ugly, then that's what others will see. If you see yourself as too skinny, too chunky, too lengthy, too short, too pale, too dark, too disproportionate, then it's you who makes you ugly. Inside and out. And you know it.
So look at you, all of you and portray the image that people have so desperately tried to show you. You're not exactly how you want to be nor how you want to look like and that's ok. But you're soft, natural, and in time you may be more than what you're giving yourself credit for. Don't stare in awe or glare in disgust. Just take a glance and be appreciative that you have two eyes that can see, a mouth that can speak, ears that can hear, a tongue that can taste, a nose that can smell and awesomely, amazing hair.
Don't deny the privilege to say, "Thank you" when given a compliment. Just don't fish for them either. It's tacky. You're more than the others you admire or even resent. You're just you. You're beautiful. You know it. So, shut up and show it.
Lyrics:
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 shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though 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 could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear
Cuz here we are, here we are
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 what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like 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
Cuz here, here we are, here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is, "Yes"
Through timeless words and 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
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jasonmraz/abeautifulmess.html
It's not something to be ashamed of. It's your body and you make it for what it is. If you see yourself as ugly, then that's what others will see. If you see yourself as too skinny, too chunky, too lengthy, too short, too pale, too dark, too disproportionate, then it's you who makes you ugly. Inside and out. And you know it.
So look at you, all of you and portray the image that people have so desperately tried to show you. You're not exactly how you want to be nor how you want to look like and that's ok. But you're soft, natural, and in time you may be more than what you're giving yourself credit for. Don't stare in awe or glare in disgust. Just take a glance and be appreciative that you have two eyes that can see, a mouth that can speak, ears that can hear, a tongue that can taste, a nose that can smell and awesomely, amazing hair.
Don't deny the privilege to say, "Thank you" when given a compliment. Just don't fish for them either. It's tacky. You're more than the others you admire or even resent. You're just you. You're beautiful. You know it. So, shut up and show it.
Lyrics:
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 shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though 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 could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear
Cuz here we are, here we are
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 what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like 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
Cuz here, here we are, here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is, "Yes"
Through timeless words and 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
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jasonmraz/abeautifulmess.html
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