Beautiful Mess

so here I stand,
just a dirty mess
hair out of place and tangled,
last nights make-up smeared
around my eyes
And there you are pounding on my door
Telling me how passionately
you love me
how tenderly you care for me
I turn up the music louder
questioning the image
starring from the mirror
Your loud voice now drowned
out to a whisper
heard through the change of song

"I love you!
I am here to save you!
I take you at your worst!"

So here I stand
just a dirty mess
hair out of place and tangled
last nights make-up smeared
around my eyes
And there you are
taking hold of me
loving me just as I am.