A Little Messed Up
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Every time I introduce you,
You always find a way to make them think that you're rude.
Not the type to act too normal;
Combat boots and dirty hair don't add up to "cool."
It's not enough,
It's not enough.
Your edge is rough and there's no hiding the truth.
They're all asking, "Is he sober?"
Bloodshot eyes, but this is what I tell them
About you...
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Flying saucers, rock and roller's,
Crazy conversations are all they'll get out of you.
Did you really have to scare them?
Another piercing but that's just what I like
About you...
About you...
About you...
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Can't stand being apart.
Yeah I can't stand being apart.
And I know you're a little messed up.
Yeah, I know. Yeah, I know
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Every time I introduce you,
You always find a way to make them think that you're rude.
Not the type to act too normal;
Combat boots and dirty hair don't add up to "cool."
It's not enough,
It's not enough.
Your edge is rough and there's no hiding the truth.
They're all asking, "Is he sober?"
Bloodshot eyes, but this is what I tell them
About you...
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Flying saucers, rock and roller's,
Crazy conversations are all they'll get out of you.
Did you really have to scare them?
Another piercing but that's just what I like
About you...
About you...
About you...
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Can't stand being apart.
Yeah I can't stand being apart.
And I know you're a little messed up.
Yeah, I know. Yeah, I know
About you...
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Yeah, I know you're a little messed up.
They all say you're damaged goods, baby.
This is what they thought
She can't stand you,
He can't stand you,
They can't stand you,
And I can't stand being apart.
Credits
Writer(s): Kelly Ogden, Luis Cabezas
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