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Messy
Crystal Rock, Lordnox
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You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waitin' outside the station
When it was, like, minus four degrees? And I
I get what you're sayin'
I just really don't wanna hear it right now
Can't you shut up for, like, once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice
'Bout how you think I'm gonna die like you if I turn thirty-three
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny, and no, I don't look Britney
Every other week, the condom is on slack
Who do you want me to be?
'Cause I'm too messy
But I don't do fuckin' clean
You told me, "Get a job," and you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fuckin' dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect to show you that I'm not
I found some people that could be with you
And you hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
You hate it
Takin' you ages
You still don't get the hint I'm not askin' for pages
But one text or two would be nice, and please
Don't pull those faces when I've been
I walk miles on four days, just one bottle of wine or two
But hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you out gettin' stoned at four o'clock?
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello
'Cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy
But I don't do fuckin' clean
You told me, "Get a job," and you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fuckin' dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect to show you that I'm not
I found some people that could be with you
And you hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin'
You hate that fuckin' life
Oh, oh
And I'm too messy
But I don't do fuckin' clean
You told me, "Get a job," and you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fuckin' dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect to show you that I'm not
I found some people that could be with you
And you hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
You hate that fuckin' life
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