A Mess

Note: OK, so I'll admit it. Part of this references me and my boyfriend. There. I said it. On the other hand, some of it doesn't. An yes, there is a reference to being high in there.

A Mess

You are too cute for words
You deny it when your feeling are hurt
You try to be nice... Well
Sometimes you try
Other times you don't think twice
And some of the things you do and say
I disagree, let's put it that way
But I don't mind, no

Tell me what you think and how you're feeling
Glued to the floor 'cause you're touching the ceiling
My god, you're a mess
And that's why, my love, you're the one that I like the best 

Most of the time
I'll go off point to make the lyrics rhyme
I try not to be selfish... Although
In the end, I'm not exactly selfless
And maybe I'll annoy you today
Even though I promised not to yesterday
One day I'll stop this nonsense, honestly

You chose to stick with a mad woman, baby
Can't tell you what I think 'cause my thoughts are going hazy
 Wow, I'm such a mess
And I'm hoping to god I'm the one that you like the best

Argumentative, so insensitive
Could be bipolar, knocking stuff over
We're as bad as each other, you and me
Working together in a broken harmony

Tell me what you think and how you're feeling
Glued to the floor 'cause you're touching the ceiling
We're both just a a mess, and
You chose to stick with a mad woman, baby
Can't tell you what I think 'cause my thoughts are going hazy
We're both just a mess, and

We're both just a mess, and
We're both just a mess
Just a mess
Just a mess 

The End

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