The Bravest Mess

I don't wanna pretend

that I've got it together

At the price of you knowing me

Really knowing me

I don't wanna defend

All my faults and failures

Instead I'll fight to know you

Really know you

I'm a progress at work

Falling forward, looking back

At the wake I've created

The bravest mess

I'm growing tired of only if

I'm growing older by the minute

We've got the rest of our lives

What do you have in mind?

I'm not so sure of myself

I'm not so sure about anything

I'm not so sure that it matters

But it matters