Nikki Jean Perfect Mess
Before I knew you were the anti-Christ
You called me sweet
We made love twice
Thought you were a real nice guy
But now I see you can't be saved
But that doesn't mean I won't try
So I joined the others who
Fell in hell in love with you
Rain drop right out of the sky
Years spent falling in my dreams
By now I should know how to fly
I see beauty in danger
That's why I still talk to strangers
I see myself in your ugliness
And I can't leave you
You're a perfect mess
You're so f..cked up and ugly and
Worthy of love
Like the bad kid in Sunday school
Drinking Christ's blood from the bottle
You take it straight to the head
And you still love a good red wine
You say stay away and I'm trying but
I see beauty in danger
That's why I still talk to strangers
I see myself in your ugliness
And I can't leave you
You're a perfect mess