The Mess
Well, the older I get, the more I get sad
When I keep myself from eating, and so do all my friends
I thought being a woman was cleaning up the mess
But I am, but I am the mess
And the more I look back, the more it looks bad
Seeing I was unwilling to give up what I had
I thought being a lover was folding your hand
But I'm done, I'm done with that
I'm done, done with that
When I keep myself from eating, and so do all my friends
I thought being a woman was cleaning up the mess
But I am, but I am the mess
And the more I look back, the more it looks bad
Seeing I was unwilling to give up what I had
I thought being a lover was folding your hand
But I'm done, I'm done with that
I'm done, done with that
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Writer(s): Tessa Mouzourakis, Wynter Rose Bethel
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