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