Making a Mess
Crawling in the attic space I heard you call below
"Don't make me say your middle name, come on it's time to go"
Where every single ride home I wore headphones over ears
Blocking out your lectures that I hated, couldn't stand it
I remember that time... Daydreaming even at night
Every breath was a fight
I was getting into trouble, I was out of my mind. Back then I -
Couldn't stop making a mess of my life (you turn to go)
I couldn't stop making a mess of my life. You told me so
Oooh
We were raising hell on weekend time, scared of being all alone
To take a chance on roulette, bottle, smokescreen
Just to crawl back home!
...Which brings me back to -
You and me messin' around - Oh my god, we were so stoned
Driving down the Parkway; Something stupid, didn't understand it
Hard to remember that time when I was Dionysus at night
Every breath was a lie
And I was getting into trouble, I was out of my mind! Back then I -
Couldn't stop making a mess of my life (you turn to go)
I couldn't stop making a mess of my life. You told me so
Oooh
The vomit, the promise
The list in my head of my loves, you were on it!
...you were on it
"Don't make me say your middle name, come on it's time to go"
Where every single ride home I wore headphones over ears
Blocking out your lectures that I hated, couldn't stand it
I remember that time... Daydreaming even at night
Every breath was a fight
I was getting into trouble, I was out of my mind. Back then I -
Couldn't stop making a mess of my life (you turn to go)
I couldn't stop making a mess of my life. You told me so
Oooh
We were raising hell on weekend time, scared of being all alone
To take a chance on roulette, bottle, smokescreen
Just to crawl back home!
...Which brings me back to -
You and me messin' around - Oh my god, we were so stoned
Driving down the Parkway; Something stupid, didn't understand it
Hard to remember that time when I was Dionysus at night
Every breath was a lie
And I was getting into trouble, I was out of my mind! Back then I -
Couldn't stop making a mess of my life (you turn to go)
I couldn't stop making a mess of my life. You told me so
Oooh
The vomit, the promise
The list in my head of my loves, you were on it!
...you were on it
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Writer(s): Rosanna L O'brien
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