Charming Mess

Find me here wrecked in the mornin'
I'm waiting for the wheels to get rollin'
Starving, got a headache crawling
Some say I'm only harmless
Yeah baby, harmless

Praying, waiting for the sunset
Complaining, just to hear myself talking
Broke down, so lonely-hearted, someday
When the show gets going
Yes, baby, going

And everybody starts singing, "Man, he looks a wreck"
Singing "What a charming little mess"
Singing "Wonder if he'll see next week"

Catch me here, down the drain twisted
Pinch me, just to see if I'm breathing
Bleeding, it's only when I'm singing
I know I can never see clearer
Oh yes, baby, clearer

And everybody starts singing, "Man, he looks a wreck"
Singing "What a charming little mess"
Singing "Wonder if he'll see next week"
Whoo!

And everybody starts singing, "Man, he looks a wreck"
Singing "What a charming little mess"
Singing "Well, I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week"

Singing, "Man, he looks a wreck"
Singing "What a charming little mess"
Singing "Well, I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week"

Singing, "Man, he looks a wreck"
Singing "What a charming little mess"
Singing "Well, I wonder baby, if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week"



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Spencer Robinson, Christopher Mark Robinson
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