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