Rough Draft

I'm just a rough draft Ink on every page A couple stains and stripes Where tears were wiped away And there's a lot I have to say But I'm not organized I'm the product of a sleep-deprived, worked up mind... I'm still an idea I can bend and break Might be a mistake But I'm a risk you gotta take Cause I stick in your brain Under your skin, in your veins You gotta deal with me to make me go away... So baby reach out and touch me No need to like me or love me Today, today... But all these pieces and parts of me Could be something larger than me One day, one day... So if you want me, you got me Granted I'm scattered and sloppy But you can't send me back I'm just a rough draft So cut me and crop me And when I'm ready make copies And one day the real thing might blow you away... I'm just a few thoughts Fragments of memory Shaped by your imagination Your love and your patience And I know you're afraid of what I could mean I'm open letter, a public diary... So baby reach out and touch me No need to like me or love me Today, today... But all these pieces and parts of me Could be something larger than me One day, one day... So if you want me, you got me Granted I'm scattered and sloppy But you can't send me back I'm just a rough draft So cut me and crop me And when I'm ready make copies And one day the real thing might blow you away... Say you don't need me Could tear me up and leave me And walk away... You're giving up too easy Listen to me, I got A lot left to say... Baby reach out and touch me No need to like me or love me No need, no need... But if you take me apart Finish what you start You'll see... So if you want me, you got me Granted I'm scattered and sloppy But you can't send me back I'm just a rough draft So cut me and crop me And when I'm ready make copies And one day And one day So if you want me, you got me Granted I'm scattered and sloppy But you can't send me back I'm just a rough draft So cut me and crop me And when I'm ready make copies And one day the real thing might blow you away...