Mess Like Me

It's the smoky haze you're in Lime twist in your gin Let's break each other that could be a thing Sweating out everything you are keeping in Talk forever cheap, over whiskey neat Broken parts of you becoming parts of me Warm nights with fairy lights glowing in the spring I wonder whether she could love a mess like me A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything It's the grinding of the teeth All the little fights Codependency never out of sight Roll with the punches on the slow decline Life and love and hell, god and sex and death A myriad of things to kill us in the end Shallow, imperfect but we can't pretend Swallowed with a grain of salt and shot of pride Take another drink and let them know you're fine Swept under the rug every single time Every part of us another thing to hide Watch the clock until the death knock Counting off the second hands ticking love and loss Plucking petals from the flowers He loves me, loves me, loves me not I wonder whether she could love a mess like me A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything Can you feel the storms in the walls The shakes in the floors The hounds at the doors Can you feel the storms in the walls The shakes in the floors The hounds at the doors I swear that we've been here Time and time before I wonder whether she could love a mess like me A lifetime spent just go forget but failing that we just regret I wonder whether we could make some kind of peace Funny how we come to hate the better part of everything I love