Créditos
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Maxwell Anthony Lizanich
Composição
Letra
I don't wanna know
I don't want your side
Every time I spared your feelings
I should have let them die
And I'm not your pretty victim
I'm a goddamn heartless hitman
I don't wanna know
If you fucking cried
You can fill the River Styx
You can cross the other side
And I'm not your big white wall to
Project your fucking trauma onto
And if you're dead to me
And if I die tonight
Will I get to see
The part of you I miss?
One cigarette
And I fall apart inside
And I'm not over it
'Cause I'm so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, I'm just so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, God help me
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, I'm just so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, God help me
I don't wanna know
If there's still a worth
I've touched the burning stove
A million times before
And forgiveness can go to hell
After I get the strength to forgive myself
And if you're dead to me
And if I die tonight
Will I get to see
The part of you I miss?
One cigarette
And I fall apart inside
And I'm not over it
'Cause I'm so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, I'm just so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, God help me
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, I'm just so
Messy, messy, messy, messy
God help me, God help me
Written by: Maxwell Anthony Lizanich
