Messy - Lola Young
You know I'm impatient So why would
you leave me waiting outside the station? When it was like minus 4 degrees
And I get what you're saying I just
really don't want to hear it right now Can you shut up
for like once in your life?
Listen to me I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die Lucky if I turned 33
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
Every other week But cut me some slack Who do you want me to be?
* 'Cause I'm too messy And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job" And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me
Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people
I could be for you
** And you hate the fucking bot You hate the fucking bot
You hate the fucking bot You hate the fucking lot
It's taking you ages You still don't get the hint
I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice
And please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my arse off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two But hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you're out getting stoned at 4 o'clock
And then you come home to me And don't say hello
'Cause I got high again And forgot to fold my clothes
(*, **)
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