Im a simple Southern Belle with a sweet tea drawl
Small town, big souled yall
I raise my toast with a glass half full
Im right with wrong and wrong with right
Ooo, Im shades of gray in black and white
Im scared to death of comfortable
Im the right girl, good girl, smart girl, Daddys girl
I try to be the type of girl expected of me
Honesty could get the best of me
When you begin to see
That nothings perfect
When you start to read my paper heart
No matter what the cost
Ill know its worth it
Cause Im an open book (open, open)
Im a liar in my circumstance
And Ive learned to twist the truth by hand
Ive gotten good at getting my way
Im a certain sunny disposition
Cloudy in my indecision
A flightly pawn, caught in the game
Im the bad girl, mean girl, wrong girl, that girl
In between who I was and who I will be
Honesty could get the best of me
When you begin to see
That nothings perfect
When you start to read my paper heart
No matter what the cost
Ill know its worth it
Complicated and addicted to the flaws Ive always hidden
Cause theyre easier to blame
Somewhat jaded and afflicted by the good in my intentions
As I look the other way
Finally without the boundaries
If you could only see
My heart it open
Take the last full color photograph
Go on, take all I have
My heart is open
Oh, honesty could get the best of me
But I will happily
Say Im not perfect
Every part within my paper heart
Became the battlescars
That made it worth it
And Im an open book (open, open)
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