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Well, well look at you Little miss has to pick the wounds And that's so literal, and your so critical Well if you feel like the scars and your cold you can saddle I'm a man not a hand that, a friend not a servant If you help me and ride Chorus I wouldn't call this dating I'll get to know you the hard way Like seriously 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, 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 Like seriously that's what they say I wouldn't call this dating I'll get to know you the hard way Like seriously 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 Like seriously that's what they say I wouldn't call this dating I'll get to know you the hard way Like seriously 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