Imperfectly

I'm okay If you get me at a good angle And you're okay In the right sort of light And we don't look Like pages from a magazine But that's all right Oh baby, that's all right I crashed your pickup truck And then i had to drive it back home I was crying I was so scared Of what you would do Of what you would say But you just started laughing So i just started laughing along Saying, it looks a little rough But it runs okay It looks a little rough But it runs good anyway We get a little further from perfection Each year on the road I think that's what they call character I think that's just the way it goes But it's better to be dusty than polished Like some store window mannequin Why don't you touch me where i'm rusty Let me stain your hands Touch me where i'm rusty Let me When you're pretty as a picture They pound down your door But i've been offered love In two dimensions before And i know that it's not all That it's made out to be Let's show them all how it's done Let's do it all imperfectly Let's do it all imperfectly 'cause i'm okay If you get me at a good angle And you're okay In the right sort of light And we don't look Like pages from a magazine But that's all right Oh baby, that's all right