Mess

Nearly every day, I kneel beside my bed

And pray your head will get sliced off by a hi-hat or something like that

As long as you're in pain

I don't need you to tell me I'm pathetic

I understand what I'm doing

I wanna, wanna change, I can't

You broke me like a glass, and then when you were leaving

You asked if I would play guitar in your band

'Cause, baby, your hand don't get the job done like mine can

I don't need you to tell me I'm pathetic

I can see what I'm doing

I wanna, wanna change, I can't

Stop thinking about the night you saw me black out

And if you would've stuck around if I didn't

Stop thinking about the night you saw me black out

And if you would've stuck around if I didn't

And the next day, the day I said I'd take your name

If you would've shut your mouth

I'd be dead on the inside

And also dead on the outside

I don't think I can keep up

Hesitation and white lies

You blame your commitment issues

I blame myself and I despise

How after all of it, nothing's changed

I gotta live the same life

I don't need you to tell me I'm pathetic

But could we still be friends?

My sanity is nearly at the end

I'm out!

I think this is about the night you saw me black out

And that you might've stuck around if I didn't

And the next day, the day this all went up in flames

He says I should be less aggressive with myself in all this mess

All this mess

All this mess

All this mess

All this mess