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Messy (Live Version At Inas Nacht) - Lola Young
Lyrics by:Lola Young/Conor Dickinson
Composed by:Lola Young/Conor Dickinson
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
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 just too damn clean
You told me get a job
Then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect till
I open my big mouth
I want to be me is that not allowed
And I'm too clever and then
I'm too goddamn dumb
You hate it when I cry unless
It's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect till
I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the whole damn lot
You hate the whole damn lot
You hate the whole damn lot lot 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 all soulful day
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But hey you can't even talk
You smoke trees just to help you sleep
Then why you 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 goddamn clean
You told me get a job
Then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect till
I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Is that not allowed
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too goddamn dumb
You hate it when I cry unless
It's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect till
I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the whole damn lot
You hate the whole damn lot
You hate the whole damn lot
You hate the whole damn lot
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm just too damn clean
You told me get a job
Then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect till
I open my big mouth
I want to be me is that not allowed
And I'm too clever and then
I'm too goddamn dumb
You hate it when I cry unless
It's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect till
I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the whole damn lot