Tangled Thrills

(hm-mmm) Coffee stains on the hardwood floor

Keys misplaced behind the kitchen door But the morning sun is breaking

through the trees With a wild and messy kind of ease

Oh, it's a beautiful,

beautiful disaster we make

Every wrong turn is a path we chose to take We are

wild, we are broken,

we are perfectly fine

Spilling sweet red wine (yeah,

we're doing fine)

Unmade bed and a stack of overdue mail

Laughing so hard that our voices fail

No master plan, just making it up on the go In the

sweetest chaos that we know

Oh, it's a beautiful,

beautiful disaster we make

Every wrong turn is a path we chose to take We are

wild, we are broken,

we are perfectly fine

Spilling sweet red wine

Just spilling sweet red wine (it's a great life) (ahhh)