A Beautiful Mess chords

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E _ _ _ _ G#m _ _ _ _ .
F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ B _ E _ .
G#m _ _ E _ _ B _ G#m _ _ _ .
F#m _ _ _ _ A One.
You B got E the best of both worlds.
G#m You're the kind of girl who F#m can take down a man.
B and lift him E back up again.
You are strong but you're G#m needy, humble but you're greedy.
A And based on your E body language and shoddy cursive.
I've B been reading, E.
your style is quite selective.
G#m Though your mind is rather reckless,.
F# well I F#m guess it just suggests that this is A just what B happiness A is.
_ _ And what a beautiful mess.
C#m _ .
B _ _ _ _ this is.
_ C#m _ .
A _ _ But it's like we're picking up B trash in the E dresses.
B _ _ _ .
E Well it kind of hurts G#m when the kind of words you F#m write.
kind of turn A themselves B into knives.
And E don't mind my G#m nerve, you could call it fiction.
F#m but I like being submerged A in your _ B contradictions, F# dear.
_ A Cause here _ F# we are.
_ _ A Here we E are.
_ _ G#m _ _ _ _ .
A _ _ _ _ _ _ B _ _ .
E Although you are biased, G#m I love your advice.
F#m Your comebacks, they're quick and probably B have to do with your insecurities.
E There's no shame in being G#m crazy, depending on how you take F#m these words.
I'm paraphrasing A this B relationship we're A staging.
_ And what a beautiful mess E this B _ _ is.
_ _ Em _ .
A _ _ But it's like picking up B trash C#m in the dresses.
B _ _ _ .
E Well it kind of hurts G#m when the kind of words you F#m say.
kind of turn A themselves B into E blades.
Kind and G#m courteous is a life B I've heard.
F#m But it's nice to say A that we played in B the dirt, F# oh dear.
_ _ A Cause here _ F# we are.
Here A we are.
_ C#m _ E _ .
Here we are.
_ G#m Here we are.
_ .
F#m Here we are.
A _ B Here we are.
E _ .
Here we are.
G#m Here we F#m are.
Here we are.
A We're B still here.
A _ .
_ _ What a beautiful mess B this is.
_ It's _ _ A _ _ .
_ like E taking a B guess when the only answer is yes.
_ E Through timeless G#m words and priceless F#m pictures, we'll fly like A birds.
The B night of this E earth and tides they G#m turn and hearts disfigure.
F#m But that's no concern when we're wounded B together.
E And we tore our dresses G#m and stained our shirts.
But F#m it's nice today.
_ _ _ D Oh the way it was so C# worth it.
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_ E _ _ _ _ _ G#m _ _ .
_ _ F#m _ _ _ _ A _ _ .
B _ _ _ _ _ _ _ E _ .
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