They tell me I should slow it down Count to ten, stay in line But the world gets so much prettier Every time I lose my mind I color outside conversations I dance before the punchline I talk to mirrors like they listen I wink at trouble when it walks by I don’t fix what isn’t broken I just let it multiply They call it chaos in a dress I call it being alive I’m pretty when I lose my mind When the rules don’t fit just right I laugh too loud, I cross the line And everything feels light They say I’m strange, I say I’m free If sanity is overrated Then don’t you try to rescue me I’m pretty when I lose my mind I trust my instincts over maps I fall in love with maybe I make a mess of quiet rooms And call it destiny If normal is a waiting room I’d rather miss my seat I wear my flaws like jewelry They sparkle when I move I’ve tried behaving beautifully But madness fits me smooth If I don’t make a little scene What’s the point of shoes? If this is wrong, don’t wake me up I finally feel at home A little wild, a little lost But never alone They’ll talk tomorrow, let them talk I’ll still be dancing now Some people fear the fall apart I bow to it, I bow I’m pretty when I lose my mind When I don’t pretend I’m fine I bend the truth, I steal the night And call it by my name They say I’m strange, I say I’m free If sanity is overrated Then stay right here and laugh with me I’m pretty when I lose my mind
