Mmm...

I see the flaws and mistakes, the spills and the stains

I wish I could erase

I see the gaps and the space, the scribbles on a page

I wanna throw it all away.

You see the beauty, you say you don't mind

That sometimes I color outside the lines

I've tried to be perfect and failed every time

But just like a father is proud of his child

You're proud of me.

You've seen the best and the worst, the glitter and the dirt

And you still call me yours

You take the mess that I've made, the colors and the shades

And you put them in a frame.

You see the beauty, you say you don't mind

That sometimes I color outside the lines

I've tried to be perfect and failed every time

But just like a father is proud of his child

You're proud of me.

Without condition

You're proud of me

And I don't need a reason

You're proud of me

Just as I am.

You see the beauty, you say you don't mind

Sometimes I color outside the lines

Tried to be perfect and failed every time

Just like a father is proud of his child

You're proud of me

Mmm, you're proud of me.