Mess

(início)

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I got bruises on my body, scratches on my face
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Cookie crumbs, empty bottles all over the place
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And my bathroom mirror seemed to lose its shine
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When you leave you always leave a little mess behind
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When you leave you always leave a little mess
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Oh I am cleanin’ out my cupboards, dustin’ off my frames
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Scrub my mouth with soap so I can’t whisper your name
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Sweeping 'round in circles, tryna’  get you off my mind
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When you leave you always leave a little mess behind
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When you leave you always leave a little mess
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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste
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It lingers in the air, right in front of my face
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You’re like a bar marker star stamp I can’t scrub off
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You’re like a tattered ankle bracelet I can’t seem to unknot
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And if you want to come around, I'm caught
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It’s so early in the morning, so late at night
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When you pull my hair and start a little play fight
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We are kissin’ in dark corners on your parents' floor
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The kind of love that makes my knees and elbows sore
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The kind of love that makes me just want more
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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste
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It lingers in the air, and it stays all day
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I got a blue stained t-shirt, my scratches bleed
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I’m sure everyone on the subway can see
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You make a mess, you make a mess of me
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Oh, I am usually so clean, baby usually so sharp
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But you always come around when I’m about to fall apart
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I’m like a fragile house of cards and you’re that small gust of wind
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Sweep by, quite the surprise, I’m on the floor again
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Your cigarette smell, broke leather jacket taste
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It lingers in the air and it never goes away
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You’re like a bar marker star stamp I can’t scrub off
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You’re like a tattered ankle bracelet I don’t wanna unknot
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And if you want to come around, I'm caught
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And if you wanna get me down, I’m got
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And if you wanna know how much, it's a lot
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Come over, come over, are we both in town
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Come over, come over, ‘cause I want you around
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I want you, I want you, to rip up my dress
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I want you, I want you to make, me a mess