Messes

Man, you've got me making up an excuse
To pick the clothes up off my floor
My floor is now clean

You couldn't seem to relate
But I always see you looking around my room

A sudden change gives you this energy
To take different stances and fashion your life to their likes
Their lives
But you should do it for your likes
Like liking to like all those pictures online

I'll pick up my things
Whenever you're coming around
I'll pick up my things
'Cause you're coming around

But you never told me
What you thought of my messes
Did they mess with your head or did they never enter your mind?

I'll pick up my things
Whenever you're coming around
I'll pick up my things
Things

But you never do so I never clean



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Linker
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