My hair's a wreck   Mascara runs   My feet get dirty   And my skin burns in the sun.   My lips they bleed   But I still sing my songs.   Takes me a minute   To admit it when I'm wrong.      Pretty is as pretty does,   But pretty's not my thing.      This is what you get.   This is who I am.   Take me now or leave me   Any way you can.   Sometimes I trip and fall   But I know where I stand.   And if you're thinking about changing my direction,   Don't mess with imperfection.      My back is weak,   But my will is true.   Got good intentions   But I never follow through.   I say too much,   And don't know when to leave.   In case you're looking,   That's my heart there on my sleeve.      Ego trips and stupid slip ups,   I'm a mess but      This is what you get.   This is who I am.   Take me now or leave me   Any way you can.   Sometimes I trip and fall   But I know where I stand.   And if you're thinking about changing my direction,   Don't mess with imperfection.      Scratched and bruised,   A little used,   But baby I work fine.   You might call me   Damaged goods,   But I'm one of a kind.      My hair's a wreck,   No I'm not perfect   But I'm not the only one.      This is what you get.   This is who I am.   Take me now or leave me   Any way you can.   Sometimes I trip and fall   But I know where I stand.   And if you're thinking about changing my direction,   Don't mess with imperfection.   This is who I am.   And if you're thinking about changing my direction,   Don't mess with imperfection.