It's nice to meet you
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
Never been one to cry
At least not with an audience
A captain on the side
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
You look familiar
With the makeup off your face
Just another human being trying to finally find your place
You look familiar
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
Never been one to cry
At least not with an audience
A captain on the side
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'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
Fuck, I'm trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
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
Trying, trying
(Oh yeah) Trying trying
I'm trying trying (Oh)
Fuck, I'm trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
I'm trying, trying
Fuck, I'm trying
