Messy (Acoustic|Explicit)

Messy (Acoustic|Explicit) - Lola Young

Lyrics by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Composed by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Arranged by：Solomonophonic/manuka./Monsune/Carter Lang

You know I'm impatient

So why would you leave

Me waiting outside the station

When it was like minus

Four degrees and I

I get what you're sayin'

I just really don't wanna

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 turn thirty-three

Ok 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 ******* clean

You told me get a job then

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 ******* 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 ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate you hate

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 a*s off all day

It's just one bottle of

Wine or two but hey

You can't even talk you

Smoke w**d just to help you sleep

Then why you out getting stoned

At four 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

'Cause I'm too messy and then

I'm too ******* clean

You told me get a job then

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 ******* 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 ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

Oh and I'm too messy and

Then I'm too ******* clean

You told me get a job then

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 ******* 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 *******

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot