A Perfect Mess

From First To Last

Well, well look at you

Little miss has to pick the wounds

If that's illiteral, then your so critical

Well if you feel like there's a cause to be cold,

You can straddle the stove.

I'm a man not a handbag,

A friend not a servant

It's hell being right all the time.

[Chorus:]

I wouldn't call this dating

I'll get to know you the hard way

Lifes bittersweet, that's what they say

Well, well, well with a woman like you who needs to get out of bed

Well, well, well with a woman like you who needs to have any friends

Come whisper in my ear, a secret so profound I'll forget to write it down.

Now left here with, the memory of the best and worst thing I'll ever love.

I wouldn't call this dating

I'll get to know you the hard way

Lifes bittersweet, that's what they say.

I wouldn't call this dating

I'll get to know you the hard way

Lifes bittersweet, that's what they say.

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess

I wouldn't call this dating

I'll get to know you the hard way

Lifes bittersweet, that's what they say.

I wouldn't call this dating

I'll get to know you the hard way

Lifes bittersweet, that's what they say.

That's what they say

Some things will never change

Some things will never-

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess

Aren't we the perfect mess