Lyrics

You don't like the way that your jeans been fittin' Can't find nothin' to wear You don't like your hair, you say you can't do nothin' with it But I wouldn't listen to that girl in the mirror 'Cause I think she's lyin' to you It couldn't be clearer 'Cause from my point of view What you call a mess is my perfection Flawless from my perspective Your "look like hell" sure looks like heaven to me Yeah, you quit callin' me crazy 'cause you see what I'm crazy for If you could just see you through eyes that ain't yours You walk in the room, every head starts turnin' People can't help but stare Girl, I'm out there Ain't got a clue what the good Lord's givin' to you But, baby, I do What you call a mess is my perfection Flawless from my perspective Your "look like hell" sure looks like heaven to me Yeah, you quit callin' me crazy 'cause you see what I'm crazy for If you could just see you through eyes that ain't yours What you call a mess is my perfection Flawless from my perspective Your "look like hell" sure looks like heaven to me Yeah, you quit callin' me crazy 'cause you see what I'm crazy for If you could just see you through eyes that ain't yours You'd see you like I do through eyes that ain't yours
Writer(s): Dustin James, Joseph Mark Hanson, John Dexter Marlin, Christopher Ray Stamps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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