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.