Messy (Acoustic|Explicit) 歌詞
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