ฟังเพลงMessy (Explicit)

Messy (Explicit) - Lola Young

Lyrics by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Composed by：Lola Young/Conor Dickinson

Produced 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 4 degrees and I

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

Hey hey

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

'Cause I'm too messy

And then I'm too ******* 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 ******* 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

And I'm too messy

And then I'm too ******* 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 ******* 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 the ******* lot

You hate the ******* lot