Well, I'm a mess
Yeah, and it's losing its spark
Oh, it used to have a value
Now I'm alone in the dark
And I know
There ain't no sketchy graph,
baby And these child scowls and party mouths
Yeah,
they ain't genetically related So if you wanna take it steady
Well, can't you see that I'm not ready?
There's a certified, full-stop pressure-dry
cut-up Yeah,
are you sure you wanna spend some time
with me?
Yeah, I'm a mess Yeah,
and I'm batting way up my leg
For all the arm swings and pretty things that I sing
Yeah, I'm a * disease And you're a jewel
I
drop from some of heaven's gene pool
And when you turn your head, yeah
You can hear the stairs all droop So if you want a little vocation
Well,
in your margarita place in the sun I'm a certified,
full-stop pressure-dry cut-up
Are you sure you wanna spend some time with?
Are you sure you wanna spend a minute with?
Oh, come on, could you spend a second with me?
Oh,
I'm a mess Well,
hell,
I know that it's a crappy excuse
I couldn't get myself a spring plate Or just a soak in the juice
If you wanna take it slowly Well,
Lord,
help me if I'm not on it
A certified,
full-stop pressure-dry cut-up Yeah,
are you sure you wanna spend some time with?
Are you sure you wanna spend a minute with?
Oh, come on, could you spend a second with me?