I don't think we've met before
Yet the same girl that almost gave up lying on the bedroom floor
It's nice to meet you, all the pain in those blue eyes
It kind of disappeared, just like the stars do in the sunrise
And I've never one to cry before
At least not with an audience
I can get hard, I can get messy
I can be blue, counting my blessings
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying
I can work hard, I can be sexy, still insecure like everybody
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying
With the makeup off your face
Just another human being trying to finally find your place
I know you've been a lonely one
You never quite fit in, you've always been right outside
And I've never one to cry before
At least not with an audience
I can get hard, I can get messy
I can be blue, counting my blessings
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying
I can work hard, I can be sexy, still insecure like everybody
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying
I can be wrong, and I can be jealous
But I'll be there, when nobody else is
I'm not perfect, I'm not perfect
I'm not perfect but nobody is, oh
I can get hard, I can get messy
I can be blue, counting my blessings
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying
I can work hard, I can be sexy, still insecure like everybody
I'm not perfect, but fuck, I'm trying