Mess

	  		
  
  


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I got bruises on my body, scratches on my face   

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Cookie crumbs, empty bottles all over the place  

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And my bathroom mirror seemed to lose its shine  

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When you leave you always leave a little mess behind   

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When you leave you always leave a little mess  



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Oh I am cleanin’ out my cupboards, dustin’ off my frames  

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Scrub my mouth with soap so I can’t whisper your name  

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Sweeping 'round in circles, tryna’  get you off my mind  

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When you leave you always leave a little mess behind  

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When you leave you always leave a little mess  



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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste  

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It lingers in the air, right in front of my face  

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You’re like a bar marker star stamp I can’t scrub off  

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You’re like a tattered ankle bracelet I can’t seem to unknot  

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And if you want to come around, I'm caught  



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It’s so early in the morning, so late at night  

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When you pull my hair and start a little play fight  

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We are kissin’ in dark corners on your parents' floor   

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The kind of love that makes my knees and elbows sore  

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The kind of love that makes me just want more  



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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste  

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It lingers in the air, and it stays all day  

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I got a blue stained t-shirt, my scratches bleed  

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I’m sure everyone on the subway can see  

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You make a mess, you make a mess of me   



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Oh, I am usually so clean, baby usually so sharp   

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But you always come around when I’m about to fall apart  

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I’m like a fragile house of cards and you’re that small gust of wind  

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Sweep by, quite the surprise, I’m on the floor again  



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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste  

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It lingers in the air and it never goes away  

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You’re like a bar marker star stamp I can’t scrub off  

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You’re like a tattered ankle bracelet I don’t wanna unknot  

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And if you want to come around, I'm caught  

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And if you wanna get me down, I’m got  

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And if you wanna know how much, it's a lot  



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Come over, come over, are we both in town  

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Come over, come over, ‘cause I want you around  

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I want you, I want you, to rip up my dress  

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I want you, I want you to make, me a mess  

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