I'm a picture-perfect painting of imperfectionI'm a walking definition of unsettled and restlessThe needle in my compass points anywhere but homeI thought I'd always be aloneI never wanted to tap my brakesI never wanted to settle downI was always one foot out the doorI never thought about turning roundNever saw myself with a white picket fenceDug into the ground, never till nowOut of all the prayers I've prayedYour heaven's answerOut of all the hell I've been throughI never thought you'd be out thereBut thank God you were right thereCause I never wanted to tap my brakesI never wanted to settle downI was always one foot out the doorI never wanted to settle downI never thought about turning roundNever saw myself with a white picket fenceDug into the ground, never till nowNever till you walked into that barNever till we talked over that songNever till we danced till closing timeNever till you proved me wrongAbout the kind of love you fall so hardYou never hit the ground, never till nowOh, never till nowYeah, the kind of love you fall so hardYou never hit the ground, never till nowNever till you walked into that barNever till we talked over that songNever till we danced till closing timeNever till you proved me wrongAbout the kind of love you fall so hardYou never hit the ground, never till nowYeah, the kind of love you fall so hardYou never hit the ground, never till now