Mess lyrics

If I could give this all back

I would be home in the morning

I'd wake up in a cold swing

Take a flight back to the city I was born in

And I would wipe myself clean

Of what I knew was unimportant

I'd want typical things

I'd try to fit back into all my old clothing

And I would prove myself wrong

That all along the problem was me

With all my bitterness gone

Happy, I'd be

I'll move back home forever

I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all

My pieces back together where they belong

And I'll say I'm a mess, I'm a mess

Oh god, I'm a mess

And I'll take 89 to Boston

See my love and I'll help her

Set up her new apartment

And we'll get drunk and she'll say

Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess

Good god, you're a mess

Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess

Good god

So I paid off my debts but I found the world boring

So I called my old friends but they only ever ask me how tour is

And there's still weight on my back, I just try to ignore it

I guess the stage was my mask

I forgot the way I looked before I wore it

And I would prove myself wrong

That all along the problem was me

With all my bitterness gone

Happy, I'll be

I'll move back home forever

I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all

My pieces back together where they belong

And I'll say I'm a mess, I'm a mess

Oh god, I'm a mess

And I'll take 89 to Boston

See my love and I'll help her

Set up her new apartment

And we'll get drunk and she'll say

Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess

Good god, you're a mess

Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess

It's not what I had hoped

Now I find comfort in the cold

I'll move back home forever

I'll feed the dogs and I'll put all

My pieces back together where they belong

And I'll say I'm a mess, I'm a mess

Oh god, I'm a mess

And I'll take 89 to Boston

See my love and I'll help her

Set up her new apartment

And we'll get drunk and she'll say

Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess

Good god, you're a mess

Oh, you're a mess, you're a mess

Good god