I'm okay
if you get me at a good angle
and you're okay

in the sort of light
and we don't look
like pages from a magazine

but that's all right
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 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 guess that's what they call character
I guess that's just the way it goes
better to be dusty than polished

like some store window mannequin
why don't you tocuh me where I'm rusty
let me stain your hands


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

it's made out to be
let's show them how it's done
let's do it all imperfectly