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Chelsea Cutler

Mess

 

Mess

(album: Sleeping With Roses II - 2018)


I'm a mess, I've been a mess for months, I know it's real
And I've been doing anything I can and I'm out of feels

And I know that putting all this liquor in my body
Won't exonerate me from the guilt that I'm seeing
No, there's nothing in the world that's gonna stop me
Still I wait for you and I know

It's late and I wanna go home
But I'm scared of how quiet
It will be without you
I hate taking off my own clothes
Getting in my own bed
Spinning thoughts about you
It's late and I'm waiting behind
For the drugs to kick in
And erase my heartbeat
I hate how it's all in my head
Smoking new cigarette
Thinking you could still want me

I'm a mess, I've been a mess for months, I know it's true
I look for validation from anybody that's not you, yeah

And I know that putting all this liquor in my body
Won't exonerate me from the guilt that I'm seeing
No, there's nothing in the world that's gonna stop me
Still I wait for you and I know

It's late and I wanna go home
But I'm scared of how quiet
It will be without you
I hate taking off my own clothes
Getting in my own bed
Spinning thoughts about you
It's late and I'm waiting behind
For the drugs to kick in
And erase my heartbeat
I hate how it's all in my head
Smoking new cigarette
Thinking you could still want me

It's late and I'm waiting behind
For the drugs to kick in
And erase my heartbeat
I hate how it's all in my head
And I know I'm am mess
Thinking you could still want me

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